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Twenty-three: Plan gone wrong
Shane's POV
My class ended by 5 pm and I hurried to my car as soon as the professor said his goodbye, I did not bother to go home and went to a gasoline station instead to use their public toilet and changed my clothes.
You know what's cool about my plan? It's the fact that I look like the men who were trying to abduct me back in the bar.
I am wearing all black, as in black shirt, black jeans, black sneakers, black cap and to complete the outfit, I also put on a black mask.
I am not a robber or something, but my plan is to actually sneak into someone’s home.
After settling my outfit, I walk back to my car and started its engine to finally start what I am going to do. It is not that hard to find the house and it only took me fifteen minutes to reach it.
I've never been inside his house but it doesn't matter because I only have to sneak in a window and the only problem that I have is how to go through that
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