LOGIN“Starr,” he calls me like it is just another day. I can’t do this. I run past him before he can say anything else. I don’t know where I am running to, all I know is I need to get away from him.“Hey, hey, hey,” Kerrick stops me at the door. “What is the rush?” Kerrick asks. I look behind me. He is not following me, I relax.“We need to leave,” I grab his arm, and start walking. He pulls me back. My back comes in contact with his chest. “Wait,” his fingers trail along my arm to my hand. He takes my mask which I had forgotten all about.He puts it on for me. He makes me turn around so I can look at him. He wants to say something but I start before he gets a chance, “you were right, this place is dangerous.”He nods, but looks at where I came from. “Okay, let’s leave,” he says, and we walk out.Throughout the drive home, I stay silent. I feel him looking at me, but I assume him. There is nothing I can say to him that will make any of this make sense.He stops in front of my apartment. I
We are in the third row in the auction hall. “Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the auction,” even with the mask on I can tell it is Jaden.He steps down the podium, and a lady dressed in blue takes over. Her voice is charming as it echoes in every corner of the hall.She begins the auction, and everyone goes silent. All the pieces are exquisite but, I have my eyes set on a specific one.The auction is competitive, and brutal. “This is going for fifty thousand dollars,” she says, pointing at the art that had stolen my attention.It is cheaper compared to the other pieces. I don’t hesitate, I raise my pedal. I can feel someone watching me. I resist the urge to look back.“A hundred,” I know who the voice belongs to, the guy in the devil mask.I have never touched the trust fund left by my parents. I have the money, but I am sure if I raise the number, he will raise his and we will keep doing that until I get frustrated or he gets bored.I still hate the fact that the art is
As I take one last look at myself, I can't help but feel excited. It has been very long since I have felt this way. Kerrick is in my living room waiting patiently for me. As I walk in the living room, he gets up from the couch. His eyes wander from my face down to my body, where they linger. Most of the time he is very hard to read, but not now. He doesn't even have to say it, but he does anyway. "Wow...just wow," I smile at his poorly worded compliment. "Are you ready?" I ask, admiring his new look. I have never seen him looking so official and elegant. "Yes, unless there is someting you would like to add," at his offer, I take a step closer to him. His tie is a bit crooked. I straighten it. I raise my eyes to his face and find that he is already looking at me. "You are ready now," I try not to stutter. He nods. I should step back. I really should, but I don't. I feel his hands come up to my back, his eyes never leaving mine. He leans in, and I don't move away. If I am being ho
I have dresses to go to parties, I do. But this feels like it requires something else. Something that only Jade can help me look for. That is why I am having a second glass of wine as I wait for her. I want to say she is never late, but that would be a lie.She pulls over in front of the wine bar. I watch as she gets out of the car and puts on her sunglasses. She parts her hair effortlessly using her hand. I can't stop staring at her, amazed by her presence. Believe me everyone here is looking at her. She is simply magnetic. "Sorry for keeping you waiting hon," she says, drinking the rest of my wine. "Where were you?" she looks around. "The other side of town. I have been trying my best to avoid spending any time at home," she explains. "Why? I thought with Rackel out of the house, you would like it," she takes her sunglasses off revealing bloodshot eyes. "Well, so did I," she looks exhausted. "Turns out my dad is really hard to live with, especially when he is alone. His attenti
I have thought of all the places she might be hiding, only to realize I don't know much about her. Other than the fact that she worked as John's secretary before she got married to him. Kerrick is insuferable when he is feeling frustrated. After the call with Jade ended with no better lead, he took me to work with him. We have been going through everything, and at this point I am almost sure I can recite what is in this damn files. "I need a break," he tears his eyes from what he is reading. He nods at my request before returning his attention the paperwork. "What are hoping to find?" I hadn't thought patnering up with him will be us cooped up in this office going over the same paperwork over and over again. "Something, anything," he closes the file he has been reading and takes another one. I can't be here any longer. It is almost twelve and it is the perfect time for me to head to the my office. I get up. He is too focused on what he is reading to even notice. I am worried he
It has been a week since I went to visit Kerrick in the hospital. I am back to seeing my patients and I have started to enjoy my quiet, undisturbed routine. I have had dinner with Jade twice this week at Rochelle's and it felt just like old times. There is still a lot in my head, but I have decided to deal with issues as they come. Today I had a lot of patients with barely an hour to spare for myself. When I finally finish updating my notes for the day, it is already past eleven and I can't wait to get home. The office building is empty and dark, except for the blinking security lights. I hurry into the elevator and press ground floor. My office is on the third floor. The elevator doors open at the second floor. A guy with a large frame and a hoodie gets on. He moves around me. I try to look at his face, but I only catch a glimpse of his chin. He leans at the elevator wall behind me and the hairs at the back of my neck stand. I can feel him staring at me. I give in and look beh
I am staring at my phone, trying to understand what I have just heard. Why would Kerrick be calling Rackel? Even more importantly why would he need another phone just to contact her? This is all very suspicious. I should visit Rackel soon. I hope her treatment is going well. Today has had enough t
He is down in what feels like a second. There is commotion as everyone hides below their tables and chairs, leaving just me exposed. I am staring at the bleeding Kerrick, wondering what the hell is happening."KERRICK!". I am screaming like a mad woman. He is clasping tightly onto his chest. I rem
I am now convinced that this whole thing started with the past generation. There are is still some murder that feels personal like Johan's and the other psychiatrist. But I am decididng to focus on the others first. "Did you find anything?" I am on a call with Kerrick. After admitting Rackel into a
I am going to be sick. I run outside, leaving Kerrick still analyzing the writting on the wall. I start feeling better once I am outside but I think of the blood and I still end up puking. "Hey, are you okay?" I had not hear him walking behind me. I stand straight. "Yeah, I'm good," he gets the st







