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.

my death. I was back pacing Flare Alley at

“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

to

was really on my

behind me.” I was freaking out,

Nobody was listening.

Dexter.

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 make you pay with your life!”

with fear, I stopped to explain.

hands came out of nowhere, covering my mouth and

I struggled but it was all in

of the

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

tried to get in. I saw a tall fours

strands covering half of his face, the word “stunning‘

that “stunning” is an appropriate word for

got a pair of glacier blue eyes, With chiseled features and ghostly skin, he was obviously mixed–race. And he reeked of

I didn’t dare make

Then he picked

mouth in fear and cautiously climbed out of

out from behind and hit

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