The door has a carved 7 into it. I can tell which ones James does and which one the carpenter does. Just a little note, never let James carve something out. I look down at the door knob. I reach over for it. I twist it carefully. I look back as I twist the knob. As I start twisting it I realize that the door is unlocked.

I push I gently trying not to force it.
"Hello?" I mumble to myself more instead of loudly.

Muffled sounds come from behind the closet door. I tiptoe over to it when Lia pops out of nowhere.

"You came." She looks at me fiercely, making me want to look away. 

"Well of course I did." I really did not know the reason behind coming but I made it seem as if I did. 

"Aaron, do you want to know why I invited you?" She says seductively while I nod yes lightly. 

"I-I wa-want to k-know." I stutter realizing that I am making myself sound stupid. 

She smiles lightly making her eyes glisten with amusement. 

"Well let's just say that I, Lia Flatter, am interested in having a partner in crime." She says the last word slyly, smirking up at me. 

Chills spread up my spine making me shiver. 

"P-partner i-in crime?" I screech turning a light shade of pink due to the sound my voice made. 

Lia giggles and nods her head discreetly. 

"What type of crime exactly?" This time, my voice comes out more confident. 

"Well what do you think? You are the son of David Langston Matchester right?" I look at her wide eyed. 

"How do you know?" I feel as if a humongous hole made it's way into my stomach. No one knew who my father was. 

She smirks. "I actually know a lot of things." 

"Do you know who he was?" 

"Of course I did, you idiot! Not only was he one of the best warriors in all of Slavedge, but he was one of the most wealthiest too!" 

"W-warrior?" I ask confused. My father never mentioned being a warrior. Slavedge? What the hell is this bloody, Lia Flatter think she is talking about?  

All I knew was that my father was one of the wealthiest men there was in all of Phymouth, England. 

"Of course you idiotic numskull!" She stares at me with a deadpanned expression. "Why do you think I would have come all the from Slavedge just to find you." She says you in a disgusted tone.

Anger boils up underneath my skin. Oh how I need to get out of here! 

"Oh be quiet Ms. Uglypants! Do you really think I wanted you to find me. No! Now get away from me. Not only do you freak me out with your knowledge on my ancestral history, but how you talked to me right when I walked in." I said. She talked to me as if she wanted something... else with me. Blegh! 

She looked at me angrily making walk over towards the door. I quickly ran out and down the stairs searching for Blonde James. 

He saw me and when I got to him,  I was panting heavily. 

"James, James!" I yell. 

Once I walk over to him, he looks at me with a flash of anger in his eyes. He walks around the bar as I sit on a stool. Blonde James smiles, but the anger never leaves his eyes. 

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A/N: 

Muahahahahaha! I left it on a cliffhanger. Sorry for the short chapter.

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