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.

Flare Alley at night. Still no sign

but Tangle Lane where the stalking happened. Dexter said to head there after work tonight.

fell for it and went to

was really

me.” I was freaking out, calling

was listening. Something felt off,

Dexter.

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’ll

with fear, I stopped to

came out of nowhere, covering my mouth and nose.

I struggled but it

of

stashed in a big wooden crate, the kind for fragite china with

get in. I saw a tall fours in

his face. Pale skin, long and unkempt hair. Even with strands covering

that “stunning” is an appropriate

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

dare make a

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

mouth in fear and cautiously climbed

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