FAZER LOGINKate curled herself into a ball, lying on her side. Her eyes stared blankly at the strokes carved on the wall. She had made them when she first got there to keep track of the days as it passed by but eventually gave up. The five strokes mocked her. It felt longer than that, like weeks.. No, months had gone by. A single tear slid down her cheek. Was this how she was going to die? In a filthy basement with an obsessive freak who kept whispering delusions about the they could build a life together. She’d rather die than make his fantasies come true. What about Mum, Dad, Grandpa, Vincent ? and…. Charles. Had they given up on finding her? She was so close to taking her own life but something stopped her each time. Like the universe was against her dying. More tears slid down her cheeks until she was sobbing. Her body shook as she cried harder. Then_ She heard a loud bang from outside. A gunshot. Kate gasped, eyes snapping open. She scrambled to her feet and rus
Tiffany sat on her bed, staring at the beaded bracelet in her hand. Her thought drifted back to the conversation with her father the day before. She had pushed a plate toward him, placing it gently on the table. “You need to eat, Dad”, she said, trying to sound firm but kind. “You’re only making your health worse”. Gabriel barely glanced at the food. “I’m not hungry”. Tiffany sighed, exasperated. “Dad..” “I told you already. I’m not eating, until they find her”, he said flatly. “Charles is already doing everything he can”, she snapped, but quickly softened. A sighed rolled out her tongue. “I’m sorry, dad. I didn’t mean to yell”. Gabriel’s eyes remained on the untouched food. “I’ll eat when I’m ready”, he replied calmly. She hesitated. “Tell me dad, why do you care so much about Taylor anyway? It’s not like you really know her”. Gabriel opened his mouth like he was about to speak but closed it again. Tiffany narrowed her eyes. Her father wasn’t one to be hesitant with
A smirk slowly crept up Kate's face, the mask she’d worn as Taylor slipping away. The change caught Rose off guard, her smile faltering a bit. “You found out”, she said. “I got your message”, Rose replied with an eye roll. “REMEMBER ME, KATE”. “I must say, it was creative”. “And here I thought you’d never crack it”, Kate’s smirk deepened. Rose faked a hurt expression. “You underestimate me, Kate”. Kate’s expression hardened. “Why are you doing this?” “Really, Kate? I thought you knew why already”, Rose hissed. “You’re not the only who gets to live life like a princess” Kate rolled her eyes. “I treated you like a sister”. “Did you?!” Rose snapped. “You treated me like a begger. Someone who was lucky to be around you. You always looked at me with pity. A constant reminder that I wasn’t part of your world. That I never would”. She stepped closer. “So…. I decided to take it by force” “And you failed at that”, Kate said with a chuckle. “I’ve taken everything back”.
Charles stared at the building in front of him. He'd expected the place to be in some kind of abandoned area, not a modest flat, very close to the city center.He heard footsteps approach and didn't need to look to know who it was.“So, this is the place?” Vincent asked, nodding towards the building.Charles gave a short nod.“Then what are waiting for”, Vincent added, already striding forward.Charles cast him a look before silently following.They reached the flat. Vincent raised a hand and knocked.No response.He knocked again. Still nothing.“Do you think he’s home?”Charles shrugged. If he wasn’t, they’d wait.Vincent raised his hand to knock a third time when the door suddenly swung open.“What they f*ck, I____”. The man mid mid-sentence at unexpected guests, eyes darting between Charles and Vincent.In panic, he hurried to shut the door, but Vincent wedged his hand between frame and forced the door open with a grunt.“Shit!” The man cursed and turned to run, but Vincent was qu
“Your ego is going to get Kate killed”, Andrew snapped, stopping Charles in his steps. He stopped to look over his shoulders. “I’ll find her”. Andrew opened his mouth to protest but Charles interrupted him. “You’re lucky she doesn’t remember what happened years ago”, he said with a scoff. “Are you going to tell her?” “Depends”, Charles shrugged. “Stay away from us”, he deadpanned, before walking into the house. **** “I honestly don’t get why everyone is so obsessed with finding Taylor”, Tiffany vented to her husband, her face twisted in confusion and frustration. “Father’s neglecting his health, he barely eats, and only when him too”, she added, her frown deepening. “He says he can’t eat because he’s worried ‘she’ might not have eaten”. Tiffany was so furious when her father had said that. At that moment, she was convinced Taylor had cast some kind of spell on the family, but somehow it hadn’t affected her or Nathaniel. Nathaniel hummed quietly, staring at his ph
Tiffany hurried to keep up with his pace. “What now?” What now? He found Kate, that’s what. If only they had a CCTV in the alley, then he’d know what had actually happened there. But since they didn’t, he’d go check for himself. His phone buzzed in his pocket. He stopped to check who was calling. “Yes, Jack?” He answered, placing the phone at his ears. They stepped out of the mall. “We couldn’t track the location of her phone, we think it’s either switched off or broken. But we were able to find out her last known location”, Jack said from the other end. “Where?” “SPAR mall”. Whatever hope he had faded. That was the mall he was currently at. Shit! Another dead end. He turned the corner and stepped into the alley. “Alright, tell me if you find anything else”, he said and disconnected the call. He pocketed his phone back in his pants, then turned to Tiffany. “Stay here, Aunt”. Tiffany nodded. “Alright” His eyes scanned the area as he walked, checking for any







