MInTheGap Fiction Fiction Writing from MInTheGap

We’re Trapped, See – Page 5

“No. I’m getting you out of here.”

“What?”

“You heard me. Out through the window we go.”

“But Adam!”

“No buts about it.” I said. We went out through the window and flagged down a taxi. It drove us to our house, where we went inside, and I called the museum. “I’m sorry sir, I can’t get the gem back. You’re just going to have to get yourself another detective. I said, hanging up. Tracy went into tears and went to her room. I went to the computer room. Once there, I turned on the computer and wiped the disk containing my story clean. Then I went to my room and fell asleep.