Andre was all set to take his nephew to work when Hansen chimed in, "Can I keep Leo with me today? I could use his help."
"What could he possibly help you with?" Andre asked.
Hansen said, "He can help me kill some time, is that okay?"
Hansen then shooed Andre off to work.
Not long after, Leo saluted his grandpa, "Thanks, gramps."
With the car keys in his hand, he was free at last. As he drove downtown, he picked up Mia and Molly from the roadside, honking the car horn as they hopped in.
The girls settled their tab, and the trio was finally free.
Back at the office, Andre couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He couldn't focus on the documents in front of him.
Suddenly, he called Chad early in the morning, "Hey, where are you?"
"What's up with Molly?"
Andre asked him, "Is Grandpa Elmer in the late stages of cancer?"
Chad was speechless. "Crap, Molly's gone."
Andre then called Mia's parents, "Is Mia home?"
"No, we haven't seen her since this morning."
Andre was speechless. "Crap, she's gone too."
He called the housekeeper, "When did Leo leave?"
"As soon as you left, he was out the door."
Crap, all three of them were gone.
Andre hung up the phone, gripping it tightly as he walked to the window, taking deep breaths, trying to stay calm. Meanwhile, the trio was freely roaming around the Mastin family's property.
"Mia, this bottle looks expensive," Molly stated, before accidentally shattering the pricey item.
Mia, sitting on the arm of a couch, looked at some documents, "Are you going to file a lawsuit?"
Ellory and Kyle held their breath in anxiety.
Mia flipped through some papers, "Female: Naomi, failure to fulfill alimony obligations. Son-in-law: Bruce, multiple acts of violence against his father-in-law... Well written, this lawsuit's worth at least $30."
But the lawsuit quickly turned into scraps in Mia's hands. She tore it up.
Molly smashed all the valuable items in the room, then went to the kitchen to grab a knife, "Mia, what do you think of this knife for injuring people?"
Ellory and Kyle's pupils contracted in fear.
"Murder is illegal, you'll pay for this."
Molly, wielding the knife, replied, "Who says? When Naomi was pregnant, you got rid of the baby in her belly, and I didn't see any legal repercussions for you."
She walked over with the knife, "Sorry, I don't know how to fight. I'll have to borrow your knife to attack you."
"Who are you?"
Molly smiled, "I'm Molly."
"That's impossible, Molly died fifteen years ago."
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