User blog:TheToughGuy/A Year At Bullworth for C-Money: Chp. 18

The True Story
We finally got to the trailer park in less than 20 minutes. We got out of the car and while we were walking, I told Greg, "This is an old friend of my dad. He was with him during the night he was killed. He must know who did it". Then Greg asked, "Why didn't we ask him earlier about this and does he know anything about your friends?" "He might know about my friends and I totally forgot about him when it came to my dad", I told Greg. "You think he's totally worth talking to about your dad?" he asked. "I trust him. Now look, there's something about him you wont like", I said. "What?" he asked. "You'll see", I said. We then got to Derek's trailer and knocked on the door. The door then opened and Greg saw Derek, but then covered his eyes since Derek is only wearing a pair of blue briefs. "Clayton, what are you doing here? I told you not to come back to Carcer City", Derek said. "No, you said not to come back unless I have a good reason", I said. "What's your reason?", he asked. "My friends have been kidnap and we came to talk to you", I said. "I don't know anything about your friends kidnap", he said. "Not that, about my dad", I said. "Alright, come in. It ain't safe out here", he said. "And please, put some pants and a shirt on", Greg said. Greg and I entered the trailer and sat on the cough while Derek put some jeans on and a tank-top that still revealed his muscles. I never really noticed that he had muscles and I didn't really want to notice.

When he was done getting dressed, he sat in the chair on the oppsite side of the trailer. "What about your dad do you want to talk about?" Derek asked. "I already know that you this, so I had to come here. Do you know who killed my dad?" I said to Derek. "It was a long time ago, Clayton. You're lucky I can still remember who did it", he said. "Who did it?" I asked. "His name was Max Hayes", said Derek. "How bout you tell me the whole story of your shift that night?" I asked. "Your father and I have were one of the best guys on the SWAT Team. I remember all that happened that night long, long ago", he said. "It was only four to five years ago", I corrected him. "You want to hear the whole story?" he asked. I waited for him to start the story. "I totally remember it like if it was yesterday", he said.

November 19, 2003; Four Years Ago
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