Research Brings Peace

[paul keith huntington]

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[eliza maddline pulaski]

Eliza had decided to actually leave her house today. The maids had commented on it being a miracle that she even left her room. Ignoring them, she walked out of her room dressed in jeans and a cute top. She was rather tired of wearing things that made her look too flashy, so once again, she had done a change of wardrobe. The only difference? This time, Kim had been there to help her. Of course the girl didn't know that the reasons for her wanting the new wardrobe was so that she could blend in better with the average teen. After the kidnapping five months ago, Ellie had gone through extensive amounts of therapy, still had nightmares about the night she was grabbed and simply refused to be sent away for her own protection. She tried to act like everything was normal, throwing herself into studying for her AP exams that would be going on all week. She walked around the house with her nose barred in a book all the time so that the others couldn't see just how tired she was from never really sleeping through a full night. She could not, however, hide it from Kim. Each day the girl grew more and more concerned. Ellie almost never left the house because of her fears.

Not that her father minded, as he seemed to be just as scared as she was. Being the Daughter of the Pulaski Boss meant that you were in danger at any time. She had grown up knowing that, and she had heard plenty of stores about other family members and things happening to them when the adults thought she wasn't paying attention. She supposed she should have been expecting it to happen, but she never thought it would. With a sigh, she pushed her feet through her Moroccan slippers and grabbed her backpack, with her $600 laptop in it. There were always three cars ready, so she grabbed Ralph, and had him take her to the library. With her newly died hair, and backpack on her back, Ellie headed over to the law section of the library, browsing for a bit before she actually went for the book she needed to write the brief she had to do. After she found the book, she sat down at a table, across from a smart looking guy who looked like he was hard at work. She thought she knew him from somewhere, but couldn't put her finger on it just yet.

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