All Chapters of Carter: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

It was 10pm, I had completely lost track of time. I was too busy focusing on my assignment for my undergraduate business course. Time had flown by so quickly while I was busy typing away. The only reason time became a factor was due to the noise outside. There was a banging noise like someone was trying to find a way inside. I looked out of the front window and could not see anything. As I was heading towards the kitchen to look outside of the window, there was a banging on the back door. My stomach churned and I was paralyzed with fear. I was fixed in place, completely frozen, until another bang happened this time, louder. I jumped and spun around and saw a shadow flash across my front window. There was another loud bang, this time from the front door, then another and I heard the back door slam open against the worktop. My adrenaline kicked in, and my feet were moving. My mind was swirling; I was so scared I didn’t know what to do. I found myself heading towards the downstairs

The car pulled into the car park at the station. My nerves refilled my stomach. Logan was out of the car before I found the courage to unbuckle my belt. He opened my door and offered me his hand. I shook my head, sitting firmly. He crouched down in the doorway.“Leah, you need to report this.”I shook my head, scared. He reached in slowly and placed a hand on top of mine.“I’m here with you. Trust me, the best detective I know is in there waiting for you. Amelia will look after you.”“How do you know her?”“I have worked a few cases alongside her before. Leah, I'm a lawyer.”My eyes flashed up to him, wide. What were the chances that the one person I would come across in this situation would be a lawyer? The look in his eyes made me feel safe. Part of me couldn't help but wonder if that was why I found him safe and grounding. I nodded my head, and he pulled away and stood back away from the car. Unbuckling my belt, taking a deep breath, and stepping out into the cool night air shook

“Not your choice, but throughout the events your mind made choices on what to do, where to hide, where to run, what to do when in the street. You made a choice in some respect, but what happened was not your choice, but I do need to know why did you kiss Logan? Why not ask for help, or explain the situation?”“I was scared, and I didn’t know if there was enough time to explain the situation before they caught up to me and found me, so I chose an option that I thought would conceal me enough from being discovered by them as they ran by.”“Why didn’t you just pull him against you, why kiss him?”“I don’t know! It was subconsciously my reaction to the situation.” I pushed up to my feet and began to pace.There was a knock at the door. Amelia opened it and there were hushed voices for a few moments before she returned.“It seems the officers have found two points of forced entry at your house. There is a forensics team there now.”“When can I go home?” I snapped. “Not until they have co

I ran upstairs, ignoring Logan’s words, looking for my phone which was still on my bedside table, on charge. It looked like there was minimal change upstairs. I searched through my phone quickly and sank with relief onto the edge of my bed. “Everything ok?” I looked up to see Logan leaning against my doorway.“I backed up my assignment on my OneDrive. I can access it on my phone which means I can still finish it and submit it on time.”“I’m sure you can get an extension on the assignment.”“I don’t want nor do I need an extension. I need to get it done and submitted. I need to do something normal and not let last night change anything.”I headed back downstairs pushing past Logan and started to tidy up. Logan’s hand stopped on top of mine. I froze looking at him.“You don’t have to do that now.”“I do; I can't leave it like this. I need to tidy and call someone out to fix the doors. I need to...” Panic set in with realisation over everything that needed doing. Logan cut me off. “

I heard them smash the unit on the wall and the footsteps were heavy as they casually walked up the stairs. I locked myself in the bathroom but this time upstairs, which meant there was no escape. They made light work on the door, this time working together. I was petrified; there was nowhere to go. They were both wearing masks and all black clothes. They simultaneously grabbed me and dragged me into the bedroom. Kicking and screaming, I was trying to find a way to break their hold on me. Without a word, one of them threw me onto the bed and held me down. I continued to kick and scream until my throat and lungs were sore. I aimed my knee as hard as I could from the bed between his legs, and it hit its target as he cried out and released his grip. The other one lunged at me as I tried to make a run for it. I heard a noise and felt the electricity course through me. He had a tazer and he hit my neck with it. My whole body contracted, and I fell limp in his arms. He took the opportunit