Corrupt: Chapter 14 Chapter 14 “So where do we go now?” I asked him while trying to keep up with him as he stormed out of the building. “I’ve got a friend,” he said, “She lives by herself, but I’m sure she has room for us for one night.” Knowing our luck she probably had some party going on right now… We got back to the car and Nolan drove off down the street. We sat in silence. What was so wrong about his roommate? So he made a few sexual jokes. It’s not like other guys at my school do it. I crossed my arms as we made our way in the silent streets. 5:20 am. We would be lucky if we got a couple hours of sleep. Nolan parked in front of small, bricked bungalow home. He paused for a moment before leaving the car and I followed him. I couldn’t see if any of the lights were on inside so I was a bit worried we would wake her up. Nolan knocked
Corrupt: Chapter 13 Chapter 13 Python rubbed his forehead and threw the bloody shirt on the counter. The couple that lived in this home were on vacation in Bermuda and wouldn’t be coming back for another week. They had found that out on the answering machine. The couple wouldn’t notice that anybody was here as long as they left it clean. And if they did suspect someone had broken in, the police would have no lead with fingerprints belonging to nobody. He yawned and rubbed his eyes as he turned on the tap to wash the shirt. “What’s wrong with you?” Buck said as he entered, sipping coffee. “’Nother sleepless night,” Python mumbled before yawning again and rubbing the blood off with soap. Python heard Buck let out a sharp exhale that somewhat resembled a quiet laugh. Python narrowed his eyes. “What?” he demanded in an angry tone.
2p!DenNor: Struggle 5 “Dane?” Håkon repeated. Why wasn't he yelling at him? Telling him to shut up? Tor helped Mikkel into the bed before pulling the sheets out from under his brother and throwing them on top of him. Håkon made an advancement towards Mikkel and Tor shot him a look to back off. Tor's movement was a bit edgy and Håkon frowned. “I'll get another blanket,” Tor quickly said before rushing off. Håkon took his chance and walked over to the bed. He sat down next to Mikkel on the woollen blanket and gazed at him. Mikkel's eyes were closed, with dark shadows underneath. His face looked skinnier and his skin nearly matched the white bed sheets. Scratches and dirt were the only source of colour on his face and Håkon could see the ridges of Mikkel's wrist bone on the hand that lay on his chest. He looked like he had seen better days... But at leas