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.

three days before my death. I was back pacing Flare

went down, Melody caught up with me, “Phoebe, my bad. I got it mixed up. It wasn’t Flare Alley but Tangle

went to

was really

behind me.” I was

goofing around. Nobody was listening.

Dexter.

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

fear, I stopped to

hands came out of nowhere, covering my

slipped from my grasp. I struggled but it was all in vain. Then

of the

big wooden crate, the kind for fragite china

I saw a tall

strands covering half of his face,

that “stunning” is an appropriate word for a

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

I didn’t dare make

something. Then he picked up an ave from the corner and dragged it

in fear and cautiously climbed out of the

knocked me out from behind

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