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 sign of their target.

Alley but Tangle Lane where the

and went to Tangle

someone was really on

me.” I was freaking out, calling out over the

I got was their goofing around. Nobody was listening.

Dexter.

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

fear, I stopped

then hands came out of nowhere, covering my mouth

grasp. I struggled but it was all in

of the incident.

a big wooden crate, the kind for

in. I saw a tall fours in a hoodie enter

long and unkempt hair. Even with strands covering half of his face, the word “stunning‘ crossed

that “stunning” is an appropriate

chiseled features and ghostly skin,

didn’t dare make

to be searching for something. Then he picked up an ave from the corner and dragged it out.

in fear and cautiously climbed out of the crate, trying to escape.

far before someone knocked me out from

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