Simple Message

The message was simple enough. She was to attend a party that Saturday by some dude named Harrison, but if she considered going to the party, the mystery figure would reveal his identity and she could finally see who had been behind the mask all these years!

Who could it be? Being an orphan, she was clear she had no family anywhere at all, and her only friend had been Lily, who she had grown up with. Then Brad, but why would Brad ever want to help her?? That moron was trying everything to ruin her at the slightest chance he got.

"Wait," Alison read through the message over again, picking in the little details. The owner of the biggest automobile company in Maeville, Harbord company, was the one celebrating his birthday. But then, she had just gotten an invitation from that handsome man at the mall!

Not wasting any time, she hurried to check her purse, rummaging through it to find that invitation she had gotten from Richard. And there it was.

Richard Harrison. Thirty-fifth birthday.

Fear crept through her veins as the instant thought she had was that this mystery texter could have been following her? Stalking her? How had he known that she would receive an invitation--

Another message beeped in and she could see it was an online invitation card, but just for ordinary guests. Not a VIP card. Was that to ease her mind? To make her feel like he hasn't been stalking her? Besides, who was this mystery man?

"I need to find out." She said firmly. "Before anything then, I guess I'll have to call you Celine. To get a badass dinner dress ready to go."

Something interesting seemed to be happening all at the same time because now, Alison was getting a call from Mira again.

"Damn it, Mira." Alison muttered before picking up. "Hey there. You're calling again, even though I was sure we agreed to talk till tomorrow?? What's up now?" She asked, not trying to hide her anger. Mira was like a little sister to her now, though because of her betrayal with Lily and Brad, she had decided to keep people at a distance now.

She didn't even trust to get any live in maids, or workers at all so she lived all by herself. Celine and Mira along with a few staff were all friendly, but Alison made sure she kept their relationship to be strictly professional. Though Mira and Celine were closer to her than others. Still, she never even disclosed where she lived to either of them ever.

"Ohh. I'm sorry for bothering you again. It's just that I'm out at this bar, and I'm meeting someone pretty interesting here! She says you two used to be best friends before you relocated from Brooklyn! So I just thought about giving her the phone. She is also a huge fan of your work, ma'am!"

Alison's frown was growing so deep now. Her palm was a ball of rage and she didn't like the way her teeth barred. How dare Mira act like they were buddies?? She should fire her as soon as she can and hire someone new, because what the heck!

Then she heard another voice. The same soft sweet voice that would tell her she was confused on what to eat, so that Alison would cook for her. The same voice that cheered her on when no one else did. That same voice that said 'I do' to her own husband! Behind her back!

Her breathing was growing rasped now, every anger nerve on her reaching high.

"Hey Alison, it's been so long! I've missed you, can we meet up?" Lily said, and that witch even had the nerves to giggle.

"You're so fired, Mira." Alison promised to herself. "You're so fired."

"Are you there? Alison?"

The only thoughts ringing in her head now was how to click the search button asking 'how to kill a person and get away with it?' And no one was safe now. Not Mira, not Lily. Not any of the Cambridge.