48 Chase
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AS WE WERE GETTING ready to hop back into the truck, a loud banging noise caught my attention. “What’s that noise?”
Bruce stopped walking. “I don’t know. It sounds like it’s coming from behind the house.”
We turned around and saw that Jason had already slipped back inside of his home.
“We should go check it out,” I said as the noise continued. I had a weird feeling in my stomach about the situation. Something felt off.
“Okay.”
We jogged around the house just as the banging stopped. It was followed by a loud grunting noise and then some swearing.
“You b***h,” growled Jason.
Alarm bells went off in my head. I raced up to the gate and tried opening the door, but it was locked.
“Jason, open the f*****g door!” I hollered, hearing the sound of scuffling.
“Get the f**
