P. S. Eliot is the guy who Jerome had been calling all the time when they were still searching for that girl and that was before he knew that they were looking for Jane all this time.
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Jerome's POV
When I thought we didn't have a lead something unexpected happened. She placed an evelope on the door and knocked twice on the door. The door opened and a hand reached out to pick it up. Then she gave another envelope to this person at the door.
This was so much sweeter than I thought. It was a child. I don't know know what he was thinking when he was doing this but one thing I'm sure if is that he's going to regret that he ever got to mess with her.
I picked my phone amd called Jane over to my place. The boy is in one of my classes and he seems too pretty for the job he was supposed to do.
"Hello."
"Hey, baby come over I have something for you."
"Okay I'll come but tell me, what is it?"
