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She smiled as the girl agreed and then wasnât quite sure how to answer the last question, âIâm not sure,â she said with hesitation, âIâve always loved My Sisters Keeper,â she admitted.
"My Sister's Keeper?" that took her full attention and laid her clipboard down to the side. "I didn't know anyone else reads that. I mean, did you read it before or after the movie?â
âEh,â Adam shrugged thoughtfully, âI just went in for an interview then stood at the counter for a few hours. Didnât really look under the chairs. But yeah, sounds about right. Itâs pretty slow during the day but I guess in the evening it gets busier. Havenât worked a night yet so I wouldnât know,â he explained.
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"Well good luck on your job, the arcade is fun, I just hoped that you won't have to clean gums and spilled cola," she grinned. "Have you met anyone else here? Like made some acquaintances yet?"
âAs I said, I donât really read, unless itâs code. I think books already are adjusting to the modern generation, kids nowadays are more used to action, it surrounds them, on tv, in movies, even in real life so the books are more dramatic too.â
Valley contemplated what the woman said, and she couldn't agree more. "You're right, but it seems that no one seemed to bother to minimize action and violence," she commented. "Well, that's the last question, oh wait," Valley paused. "What's is your favorite book?"
Allison took a few moments think about her answer. âIâve never thought of- Iâve always been Iâve always loved To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee, but I also like Jane Austenâs Pride and Prejudice. This is one of the hardest questions Iâve ever encountered,â she admitted, clasping her hands together.
"Well the hardest question I've answered is whether or not I like Jane Austen more or Agatha Christie," she said, smiling, growing interest at the girl. "That's the last question on the survey, so thank you. I'm Valley by the way," she reached out her hand.
Vincent shook his head at her first comment. âMysteries. Honestly anything that can get me thinking. And itâs fine, Val. Donât worry too much. Speak your mind. Iâm not going to hurt you.â
"Really? Recent events made me rethink of things I have to say, more than twice," she explained, fishing out a book from her bag, and placing it on top of the laptop she laid down on the table. "Here, you might like this book, it's a modern mystery, that I myself recommend, and I don't recommend just any book." It was an old classical mystery novel, A Coffin for Dimitrios by Eric Ambler.
WellâŠa customer threw coffee on me today.
"What? Who? Is it that bitchy lady who ordered the mocha frappucino?"
WellâŠa customer threw coffee on me today.
"What? Who? Is it that bitchy lady who ordered the mocha frappucino?"
âPeople have their methods in stalking, you donât know.â Vincent glanced back to the crossword, lifting it up. âI read. Honestly do anything thatâs not noisy or frustrates me in any way. Anything to keep me in a peace of mind.â
âIâm guessing youâre an expert in stalking?â She asked, sitting on he chair in front of him. "If you read books, what kind do you read? Or should I stop talking to let you have your peace of mind?" Valley said, finding the right ground with this man, remembering the temper he could have.
âI hardly doubt that you do know the full extent of what I can do,â he said in a bored tone. Sure there were the basics of what he could manipulate but with his âpsychopathicâ like ways the possibilities were endless. Even to him. âIf youâve been doing your âresearchâ then why havenât you figure out my name yet since thatâs all  you can ask about whenever you see me.â An abrupt, short laugh let him at the sound of finding another person who had his power and was friendly. âHonestly, I donât know whether I should be impressed with how dull you are or how stupid- maybe itâs a bit of both. No one with this power can be friendly.â Out of all of the people in the world he should know.
"Let's set aside your name and let's focus on something else. I could learn that in the future, yes?" she said, her features becoming serious. "There is no such thing as, powerful power could be an evil person, that's dwelling to much on fiction, which I'm sure you're not. But since you're so bent on saying everything is evil, then alright, let me rephrase the question. Is there someone who can help me break people's bone, body or whatever, who can at least work for a price."
âIt was set in modern day,â she added, Jemma liked computers and she liked things she could watch on a computer. âIâm not really sure, teens still read, itâs just not the books that their parents read.â
"Do you think the modern books are more better than classical books then? Should books adjust to the modern generation?" she inquired further, intrigued of what the woman would say.
Eleanor didnât need to pick up the notepad from her left west pocket to scribble down those details but she knew that her superiors wouldnât like it if she just went by her memory again. It was a habit that she had yet to take up into her routine even after being on the job since three years already. She drew a quick swirl for a question mark next to a list of the places that the woman had told her.
âCan you give me your full name again? Just in case I need to follow up on this?â It was one of the many things that bureaucracy dictated one should do. If you took a statement â however unlikely it was to turn something up â you had to note the name of the person down you spoke to. In a case like this though it seemed more irrelevant than helpful.
âTwo years ago?â She quickly went through her memories until she fixed on a car accident that made the papers. It had been horrible and most of the station had been out to block the road or help with crowd control. Why was she interested in this? âSorry I wasnât there personally. I had just started and was watching the telephones that day.âÂ
And her partner back then had decided that an accident like that might be to much for the fragile mind of a young woman. Just because he was old-fashioned didnât mean that Eleanor hadnât liked to remind him that this werenât the 20s anymore.
âWhy are you asking?â
"Valley, my name is Valley Malone," she told her, studying the graffiti again. "The investigations of the car accident stopped because they couldn't find any leads or any form of logical reason as to why the car crashed. I was just wondering if the case can be re-opened." This time, she kept it direct and concise, not wanting to give too much detail. The papers didn't give much details either to the investigation, some even thought it was just to get attention to her family and the rising career of her parents in science. Some even said it was her and her twin brother's own doing, to get their parent's money, but detective says there is no form of evidence pointing at them.
"I was just wondering if you know any further details."
âThe only thing I will say is that you do know that I could meld your jaw shut if I wanted to, right?â How the girl hadnât figured out his name yet was beyond him, but he was fine with hanging that over her head. Except now it was starting to get annoying since thatâs all she asked every time they ran into each other. âI can give you a sample of what thatâs like if you donât believe me.â
Valley pursed her lips. "Zip it, I already know what you can do," she told him, not an ounce of fear in her tone. "You see I've been doing my research, apparently, there's more to what I can do, compared to you, but let's not get into that. Good thing I ran into you, because maybe you know where I could find a guy who also loves breaking bones, but is more friendlier."
âHavenât seen itâŠâ she admitted, âI did watch a web series based on it though, it was really good.â
"Web series, didn't know it was still popular" she repeated, she wasn't much of a fan when it comes to series. "Well, do you think teens these days should know more about literature?"
âOh, that sounds fun.â Allison grinned, âI think theyâre a great contribution to Literature. All of them are good stories to tell and whatâs interesting about it though is that theyâre all different from each other.â
Valley was impressed. "Well, what do you think is the best written novel in the classical genre?" She asked, scribbling down the girl's answer on her clipboard.
âWhat movie adaptations? Like The Hunger Games? Honestly, a bit too lovey dovey for my taste, if youâre going to kill people there is no time for makeout sessions.â
âWell, those are the modern novels, what about the classic ones, like the movie adaptation of Pride and Prejudice?â
âOh I donât plan to work anywhere. I do work. At that arcade by the strip mall,â Adam explained as he followed her down the street, eager to see Amaraâs reaction to him being in the house. âIâve only worked two times but Iâm suppose to go in tomorrow afternoon for another shift.â
"The arcade? Is it still full of left over chips and gum underneath chairs?" she asked. "The last time was there was years ago, I hope it changed. Lot's of teens are always there creating a mess."