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Noah’s Love Potion 2.1?! – Page 3

“Police officers, Dibble and Cadwell. Could we see Amanda Pemberton, please?” Officer Dibble asked.

“I’m sorry sir. She’s out for her afternoon tennis lesson and won’t be back until later tonight.”

“Could you tell us where she has her lesson?” Cadwell asked.

“At ‘The Courts’ over on the other side of town. Is she in any trouble sir?”

“Just a bit.” Dibble responded. We followed him to the courts, but thinking that she might see the police car and run, the four of us went back to our house and made ourselves up into different people. We then took my car to ‘The Courts’ and got out. We took the two courts next to Amanda. We played a little while, and I was terrible. Amanda’s instructor went for a drink, and the two officers went in for the kill.

“Excuse me, miss?” Dibble started. “Are you Amanda Pemberton?”

“Yes, I most certainly am.” Amanda responded.

“Well then miss, I must read you your rights,” He said starting the Miranda rights. Amanda fled towards us, pulling out a gun. She started shoot at the officers, who dodged for cover.

“I don’t think you’ll be needing that,” Tracy said, taking her gun. Cadwell came over and threw her up against the fence. “She’s all yours Jenn.” Tracy said to Cadwell. Cadwell frisked and cuffed her. Amanda came over and looked me in the eyes.

“It’s not over yet, Detective,” She said, kicking me in the shin. The two officers put Amanda in the car.

“Do you have enough to put her away?” I asked.

“With your tape: Grand theft and attempted murder. Today: Resisting Arrest, Assault and battery, and attempted murdering of a police officer. She should be in there for a long time.”

“See if you can get any information out of her, and have Heather give me a call. If not, I’ll come down and talk to her.”

“Adam, you’re not…” Tracy started.

“If I have to. I’ll use any means I can to find the jewel. Speaking of which, let’s go see Noah and Laura.” I said. We drove over to their house, and entered. We beheld a strange sight. Noah was cleaning, and Laura was sitting watching television. “This is a switch.”

“Sure is.” Tracy added.

“Oh, hello Adam. I have something for you. Come with me.” We followed Noah to his cellar. “No women allowed.”

“Huh?” Tracy asked.

“Do you remember the formula? Well, there are still remnants of it on things. You go down there, and you could be in for it, and I don’t want you getting all mushy on me.”

“Oh.” Tracy responded.

Going into the cellar, Noah turned to me and said, “That’s only partially true. The truth is that I must get rid of all of it, like I promised.”

“So what are you going to do with it?”

“Well, I’m giving it to you.”

“What?! So I can drop it and have every ‘female’ in the world after me.”

“No, no, no. I refined it after that incident you had at McDuncans, I just didn’t tell anyone.”

“What’s this version do?”

“I call it Noah’s Love Potion Ver. 2.1.”