Strange

Maya's POVI couldn't help it, I had to know.The man who had been trailing behind us was still there when I stopped and went straight up to him.He raised an eyebrow as I stood a moment's distance from him, my arms crossed. "Can I help you?" he said, sounding casual but overly rehearsed."Yeah," I said, crossing my arms. "What were we doing at the memorial service just then? You're not a student, do you seem to be? And you clearly didn't seem to come to mourn."A third man appeared beside him, a smirk dancing on his lips. "We're friends of Ben's," he stated. "From home.""Home?" I asked. "Where is home?""Does it make any difference?" said the third one, a little too hastily.I attempted to push for more before someone took hold of my arm and pulled me back."Maya," Theresa said firmly. "Come on. Let's go.""But,"No buts." She didn't let me complain. She jerked on my wrist and led me past them, along the corridor to the science building.I glanced back over my shoulder. The men

Last Updated : 2025-07-24

The Envelope

Maya's POVRegan shut the fridge quietly and leaned against the counter, facing me fully now.“I mean…” He folded his arms. “It’s one thing for someone random to die, but this is someone tied to a secret you’ve kept. And now he’s dead. Strangled. On school property. That’s not coincidence, Maya. That’s a message.”My mouth went dry. I hadn’t even thought that far, not clearly.He continued, his voice low and even. “Whoever killed Ben might know he was involved with your kidnapping. Maybe they think he talked. Maybe he was going to. Or maybe they know you could recognized him."I swallowed. “So you think, someone silenced him?”Regan didn’t answer immediately. Just looked at me hard.“I think,” he said slowly, “you need to be very careful who you trust. Starting now.”I nodded slowly, my fingers tightening around the plate of cake.And suddenly, the envelope in my bag felt heavier than ever.We returned to the living room. Regan handed Theresa a mug and a small plate with the slice of

Last Updated : 2025-07-24

Back to School

Maya's POVThe door creaked open.We all held our breath.But it wasn't one of the strange men.It was Professor Logan.Regan's face eased immediately. "Dad."Professor Logan nodded and entered calmly, holding a small bag in one hand. He scanned the room and saw me and Theresa. "Good afternoon," he said politely."Good afternoon, sir," we both replied in unison.He did not show any sign that something unusual had just taken place. No strange glances. Not even a hint of recognition in my direction. It was as if nothing had ever happened between us.We heard what happened to Ben," he said, his voice stern but gentle. "It's a terrible thing. Everyone is outraged. Just be careful, okay? People are dying for stupid reasons. Don't get caught up in anything that could get you into trouble."We all nodded.He looked at the beverage on the table. "And drink responsibly," he said with a slight smile before walking past us and into his room.The moment his door closed, Theresa stood up."I don't

Last Updated : 2025-07-25

CCTV

Maya's POV"This way," he whispered, leading us toward the admin block.A few students still lingered around the gardens, but no one was near the main offices. Most of the staff had probably left after the memorial.We moved swiftly, staying in the shadows as we moved along the building side. Regan led us to a service door, one that was little used. He attempted the handle, locked."Wait," he said, digging in his pocket. A small kit of tools."You know how to pick locks?" I asked, surprised."You learn a thing or two when your father is demanding and your curiosity is bigger than your sense of self-preservation," he said with a wry smile. A few seconds later, the door creaked open. He pushed it slowly, peering in first before calling us to come along.The hall was dimly lit, the only source of light the occasional flickering fluorescent light. Our footsteps softly echoed off the tile floor. I followed closely behind Regan, Theresa's hand tightly in mine.As we turned a corner, we he

Last Updated : 2025-07-25

The Past Truth

Maya's POV"Why do I have this feeling that we just wasted our time to go look for the CCTV footage. Can't see shit," Theresa said as Regan drove us on his bike."Well I believe the police can trace the plate number. it's a lead, Don't you think," I answered, my voice louder so she could hear me as Regan sped off."I'm going to watch the video again and again," Regan cut in, "There must be something we can find in it that would point us in the right direction.""I thought the plan was to hand it over to the police?" Theresa asked, and I nodded behind her as though she could notice."The police are not stupid, Theresa," Regan replied as we neared his apartment, "They would have checked the CCTV footage already, and should probably be tracing the car by now."I swallowed hard, as much as I hated Ben, and didn't want to have anything to do with him. I never imagined he would die like this. But I wasn't as concerned about his death as I was about his letter, and the warnings in it. Som

Last Updated : 2025-07-26

Quickie

Maya's POVI chuckled in disbelief, "I find that hard to believe, Professor Logan. There's no way my best friend would have been in a relationship with Regan in the past and not tell me about it."He didn't reply me straight away. He just walked down the stairs, and I wished he didn't. Every step he took towards me made my heart skip a beat.He Walked until he was few steps away from me, then stopped, "If I may ask," he began, "How did you meet Regan?"I swallowed, "Uhm, it was through Theresa," I answered as though that wasn't enough reason to suspect the both of them."Did she tell you how she met him?" he asked, and when he noticed I didn't reply faster, he continued, "Maybe you should ask her. I suggest you ask the both of them, separately. Hopefully either of them tells you the truth.""I'd put that in mind, sir," I responded hoping he would leave before things got awkward.But he didn't, instead he reached for my chin, "I've missed you, Maya, but it seems you have been avoiding