Angie (VO) There's a saying that if you dig for answers, you might not like them. But then, again, the answers aren't good anyway.

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TOONEY'S WORKSHOP COMPANY

The Next Morning, Yvonne, Robyn and I are looking around at the workbenches and shelves.

"Why are we here again?" Yvonne asked me as we're searching the workbenches. "What are you looking for?"

"I met a guy named Quinton Kiermont. And gotten an not good vibe from him." I said to Yvonne. "And besides, he was here along with a few of his crewmen."

"So, do you think that Quinton Kiermont is a Bad Seed?" Robyn asked.

"Yeah. I do." I said.

Yvonne, Robyn and I exchange looks at each other as we proceed with our search.

And after not finding anything, Yvonne, Robyn and I had left.

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JEN'S DINER

Yvonne, Robyn and I had departed from each other, I'm sitting in a booth table with my strawberry banana milkshake, sipping on it with a straw.

Quinton Kiermont slides into the booth table across from me. "Hi, Angie. It's good to see you around again."

"You too, Quinton." I said.

"You and I have someone in common; Amy Tooney." Quinton said.

I look at Quinton. "You know Amy Tooney?"

"Of course I do. She and I have spoken to each other at the Arrington Facility." Quinton tells me.

"You already knew who I was when we met each other." I said to Quinton.

"Sure did. But I sort of figured out that you would suspicious of me though. And Amy's right, you do have a smarty brain." Quinton said to me with a sly smile.

"What do you want, Quinton?" I asked him, becoming mildly annoyed.

Quinton smiles, mischievously naughtily. "You'll know."

Quinton and I exchange looks at each other. He slides out of the booth table and walks away.

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ARRINGTON FACILITY

I slowly walks up to the wide window and Amy's patted cell room. She's laying on her air mattress, fiddling with her hair with her fingers, wearing her gray scrubs uniform.

"Amy?" I said.

Amy looks at me and slowly sits up straight on the air mattress. "Hi, Violet. How's your day been? Mine's pretty dull, but awesome."

"Who's Quinton Kiermont?" I asked her.

Amy smiles, mischievously naughtily. "He's an acquaintance of mine. But don't let his handsomely fool you, he's quite sociopathic. But why are you here, Angie? Surely, it's not for some small talk chitchat? Or did you come to visit me to get some information about Quinton Kiermont?"

"Honestly, I did come here to question you about Quinton Kiermont, but I'll figure it out for myself." I said, and walks away.

"Good luck with that, Sweet Angie." Amy said with a cheeky smile.

And I just keeps walking away.

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TAVERN BODGE LOCAL BAR AND LOUNGE CLUBHOUSE

That Afternoon, I'm sitting at a round lounge table with my paper food tray of tater tots and a soda pop.

"You're always snacking on something, aren't you, Angie?" Sharron said, sitting at the round lounge table across from me.

"Yeah. I love to snack." I said with a small smile, eating a tater tot. "So, what's up with The Vipers?"

"To sum it up, Jade Calister. She's been making some more of the drugs, Twine and Candy Rocks." Sharron said, gently putting an empty blue paper straw on the table.

"And I found it in the trash can here." Sharron added.

"Twine and Candy Rocks have become quite drug popular. And thanks to The Scullies, the two drugs have caught the eyes of both young adults and teenagers." I said.

"Yeah. And the two drugs are both addictive." Sharron said.

"What are we gonna do, Sharron?" I asked her, worriedly.

"I don't know, Angie. I really don't know." Sharron said.

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OAK VALLEY FOR TROUBLED PEERS

I'm in Miss. Bergstine's office, at her file cabinet, looking through her file folders. I look at a file folder entitled "Kiermont, Quinton" on it.

I gently pulls out the file folder and opens it. And reads Quinton's psychological profile.

Angie (VO) Quinton Kiermont. Diabolical sociopathic behavior. Handsomely charming, but harmful. Husband to diabolical psychopath, Amy Tooney.

I become shocked. Quinton Kiermont is Amy's husband. So, they must be scheming together and each other's accomplices.

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ANDERSON HOME

In Aiden's bedroom, Aiden and I are laying in bed, shirtless, wearing his boxer briefs and my undies, with the plush thick dark green bedcover covering my torso and lower half of my body and his lower half of his body.

"I visited Oak Valley, Quinton Kiermont and Amy Tooney are married." I tell Aiden.

"You can't be serious?" Aiden said, sitting up sideways. "Quinton and Amy? Married?"

"Yeah. Crazy. I know. And plus, Quinton has a sociopathic behavior. So, he must have mischievous schemes up his sleeves." I said to Aiden.

"Like you said, Quinton has a sociopathic behavior, so, whatever he does, is gonna be sociopathic." Aiden said.

"And that's not the thing that I'm also worried about." I said.

"What are you talking about?" Aiden said.

"Quinton knows who I am, and it's a little while for him to connect the dots from me to you guys." I said to him.

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3RD POV,
ARRINGTON FACILITY

Amy Tooney is laying on her air mattress, gently twirling her hair with her fingers.

The patted cell room door opens.

"I'm not in a mood for anymore of vending machine snacks." Amy Tooney said.

"Aww, too sad." Quinton said, causing Amy to sit up straight on the air mattress. "I bought some more quarters."

Quinton Kiermont and Amy Tooney exchange intense looks at each other with their straight face. The husband and wife slowly starts to smile. Amy gets up and walks up to Quinton, gently wrapping her arms around his neck, embracing him with a kiss. He reciprocates by wrapping his arms around her waist.

Quinton and Amy gently pulls away from the kiss.

"I know you're choosing to stay here at the Arrington Facility." Quinton said to her.

"Of course, my love. I want you to have your psychological fun." Amy said in her English accent. "And get to know Angie Saunders yourself."

Quinton and Amy exchange mischievous naughty smiles at each other.

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JEN'S DINER

Yvonne and I are sitting in a booth table with our strawberry banana smoothies, taking sips with straws.

"So, you were right about Quinton Kiermont, he's up to something mischievous." Yvonne said.

"Yeah, and whatever it is, it's not good." I said, worriedly.

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3RD POV,
MINXES SPEAKEASY LOUNGE

Aiden is sitting at the round bar counter with his cider drink.

"Isn't it a bit late for a nightcap drink, Aiden?" Quinton said to him.

Aiden looks at Quinton. "Quinton Kiermont."

Quinton smirks, mischievously naughtily, and knocks out Aiden with a wooden plank, making Aiden falls onto the carpet floor.

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