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.

was back pacing Flare Alley

up. It wasn’t Flare Alley but Tangle Lane where the stalking happened. Dexter said

and went to

was really on my tail.

was freaking out, calling out over the earpiece. “Is anyone…”

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

Dexter.

rest? Why don’t you just drop dead? Did you get Melody yesterday and tell her we’re engaged to get her off your

fear, I stopped to

hands came out of nowhere, covering

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

day of the

crate, the kind for fragite

I saw a tall

with strands covering

an appropriate word for a murderer,

a pair of glacier blue eyes, With chiseled features and ghostly skin, he was

I didn’t dare make a

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

in fear and cautiously climbed out of

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