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 at night. Still no

all went down, Melody caught up with me, “Phoebe, my bad. I got it mixed up. It wasn’t Flare Alley but Tangle Lane where the stalking happened. Dexter said to head there after

to Tangle

really on

think someone’s behind me.” I was

was listening. Something felt off, so I kept dialing

Dexter.

you get Melody yesterday and tell her we’re engaged to get her off your back? Let

I stopped

hands came out of nowhere, covering my mouth

my grasp. I struggled but it was all in vain. Then I quickly

of

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

saw a tall fours in

skin, long and unkempt hair. Even with strands covering half of his face, the

appropriate

eyes, With chiseled features and ghostly skin, he

dare make a

he picked up an ave from the corner and dragged it

mouth in fear and cautiously climbed

before someone knocked me out from behind

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