The Grey Murder
A murder mystery full of betrayal and drama.
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The afternoon of January 1st was annoyingly crumby. It was overcast and grey, and the air blew cold.
Jeremy, ever the boss, was ordering his friends around per usual.
Oi, Nathan, get my shit and put it in the trunk. Let's get on the road, come onnnn-
Easy, douche.Nicole huffed, tossing her bag at him forcefully.
Why don't you do it, since you know so much.Jermey gave a exasperated groan.
Nicole, just put your shit in the van.
- walked over from where they had parked, holding their bag in one hand an energy drink in the other.*
Yo, sorry I'm late.
* shrugged off the bag, letting it fall to the concrete with a plop.*
Is that him?
Mhm, the infamous big brother.Casey laughed, taking the drink right out of 's hand and taking a sip, giving it back just a quickly.
This is gonna be fun, hmm?
Didn't he go to reform school or something?Nicole mentioned, entering the conversation.
Yeah, our parents shipped him off right after middle school.Jeremy confirmed.
Doesn't look like it worked,Nicole laughed, drawing attention to just how out of place the man looked.
He seems more 's speed though.She teased, jabbing in the rib playfully.
Har har, you're hilarious.* snorted back at Nicole.*
Oh trust me, he used to be wayyyy worse.Jeremy insisted.
Now let's go! My stupid brother will follow in his car, come on. In the van. Move!