“Where is she?” George thought to himself. He tiptoed up the large spiral staircase.The man looked in every room. In every room there were fancy wall papers, and a lot of fancy accessories on the shelf. As George walked around the house snatching everything he can fit in his pocket.The man stepped in the bedroom. There was nothing but pills and jewelry on the bed. He walked cautiously around the bed. They're she was on the ground. DEAD. She had a bottle of pills in her hand. “She overdosed,” George said aloud. He looked around the room and he saw a piece of paper on the night stand. It was a note. It said “Dear Mr.Stevenson I was trying to call you all day but I never got An answer. But i did here a horrible plot. They were planning
“Where is she?” George thought to himself. He tiptoed up the large spiral staircase.The man looked in every room. In every room there were fancy wall papers, and a lot of fancy accessories on the shelf. As George walked around the house snatching everything he can fit in his pocket.The man stepped in the bedroom. There was nothing but pills and jewelry on the bed. He walked cautiously around the bed. They're she was on the ground. DEAD. She had a bottle of pills in her hand. “She overdosed,” George said aloud. He looked around the room and he saw a piece of paper on the night stand. It was a note. It said “Dear Mr.Stevenson I was trying to call you all day but I never got An answer. But i did here a horrible plot. They were planning