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.

back pacing Flare Alley at night. Still no

I got it mixed up. It wasn’t Flare Alley but Tangle Lane where the stalking happened. Dexter said to head there after

went to

time, someone was really on

behind me.” I was freaking out,

goofing around. Nobody was listening. Something felt off, so I kept

Dexter.

picked 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 own,

I stopped to

then hands came out of nowhere,

my grasp. I struggled but it

day of

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

I tried to get in. I saw a tall fours in a hoodie enter

with strands

appropriate word

blue eyes, With chiseled features and ghostly skin, he was obviously

dare make

picked up an ave from the corner and dragged it

in fear and cautiously climbed

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