Lock.

Will stared at the picture on his phone as he lost track of Mrs. Crawford's words. His brows furrowed at the picture of Zayn and Sheila entering a motel late at night and the questions came. When did this happen? Why were they entering a motel together?

"I thought you were on a trip, how did you get this picture?" Will found himself ask

"I am. I got the picture from a friend who's colleague was working for one of her sister's... or was it the brother?" she spoke confusedly "Anyway, it was hard to come across. It's funny how so many parents get mad at their kids for having pictures like this being taken, but here I am getting all excited as my long-life wish came through."

"You don't say." Will mumbled as he couldn't get his eyes off the phone, he suddenly remembered Sheila's birthday party and he squinted as he wondered if this had anything to do with why they seemed familiar with each other.

"I heard they've had lunch together, is that right?" Mrs. Crawford's voice got through an