Chapter 5

Four days before my death.

Wearing a red dress, I was shaking like a leaf in the alley.

“Act natural,” came Dexter’s voice through the earpiece.

I walked back and forth from one end of the alley to the other, but no shady characters in sight.

“Dexter, maybe the killer Isn’t Into her, eh?”

“Ha–ha, even a murderer has standards.”

The laughter of Dexter and his cronies echoed in my earpiece.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I crouched on the ground. For a moment, I was dying for a good

cry.

That night, I didn’t manage to balt the killer.

They didn’t let up on me, though.

pacing Flare Alley

It wasn’t Flare Alley but Tangle Lane where the

for it and went to Tangle Lane after

really on my tail.

behind me.” I was freaking out,

got was their goofing around. Nobody was listening. Something

Dexter.

up, he snapped at me. “Phoebe, will you ever give it a rest? Why don’t you just drop dead? Did you get Melody yesterday and tell her we’re engaged to get her off your back? Let me tell you, if anything happens to her on her

I

then hands came out of nowhere,

from my grasp. I struggled but it

day of the incident.

came to, I found myself stashed in a big wooden crate, the kind for fragite china with slits

get in. I saw a tall fours in a hoodie

hair. Even with strands covering half of his face, the word

appropriate word for a

got a pair of glacier blue eyes, With chiseled features and ghostly

dare

be searching for something. Then he picked

climbed out

out from behind and hit me to the

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