Though the Samples never saw him, someone was spending more and more time around the school while the triplets were studying.
There were more stories to write about a bunch of hybrid ghost children, and Kirby Hawkins was determined to find them.
One afternoon, Hunter persuaded Forest to come the park to work on their homework together. Ada kept an eye on them as she finalize wedding plans.
When she looked up, she discovered she had some unexpected company.
“You don’t belong here,” Ada hissed.
Kirby smiled. “It’s a free country, and I”m here to keep information free. Do you care to go on the record with your thoughts on living with a bunch freak children?”
Ada looked up a the boys, who were completely unaware they were being watched.
“I don’t get it, and I’m not going to get it!” Hunter cried. “Can’t we just go home? I’m starving.”
“I’ll drive you back,” Ada called. “Just give me a second.”
“You suck,” she said to Kirby. “We’re going to keep you out. The kids deserve a normal life.”
“Normal like you?” Kirby asked.
“We’ll keep you out,” Ada said.
Kirby chuckled. The Samples had certainly thrown a lot of walls and technology at keeping him and his people out.
But they were really naive. All those defenses didn’t amount to much if you had someone on the inside.
You couldn’t escape the press.
I’m not writing my best work right now, but I want to tell the story. So imagine this was a lot more menacing.
No matter what I did with this lot, I never was able to keep out the paparazzi. I think it’s because it’s a rocky lot set in the mountains, and I thought the two-storey-tall boulders and hundred-foot waterfall would serve as barriers. Apparently not.
Veronica got hit again with being disgraced for Woohooing with an Occult.