All Chapters of OF HEIRS AND RUIN: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

“Keira, are you alright?”, Martina asked as soon as we’d shut the door to our room.I pressed my back against the door hoping, what felt like I was keeping out whatever seeing energy I had picked up outside. The hot tears I’d held back poured down my cheeks, and the next moment I had face in my hands, a sobbing mess. Martina taken aback, which seemed to be all she’d be getting all morning, hugged me.I was surprised, I didn’t think she had grasped who I was from that encounter. I hoped she didn’t, because she wouldn’t be this considerate of me.As soon as Adrian walked away, I had stumbled away with burning glassy eyes to the dorm with Marti, following closely and quietly behind, I figured the encounter must have been surprising to her. And even now I knew i would not be able to speak to her about it. It was risky.When I had pulled myself together, she didn’t ask me anymore questions, I was relieved.The orientation week went by fast and with lots of settling in to do. I’d gathered f

I had sat at my study desk for nerve wracking moment wondering who and why? I kept studying the paper. Thinking I’d find more clues. I didn’t. Marti would be back soon. I tucked the paper in one of my textbooks. I don’t remember the last time I had looked as good as I did now, thanks to Marti. “Trust your face in the hands of a Latina baddie.” She’d said, and she was right.Marti had gotten back quickly. She was so excited for her find. Surprisingly, she got me something too. “You’re gonna look amaaazzzing tonight!” She said shaking my shoulders.The face staring back at me in mirror looked like it could be on a magazine cover. My precurled copper blonde hair fell in a soft frame around my face, my brows had been brushed out and laid obediently, a brown mascara made my lashes fuller and longer. My eyelids were painted a shimmery bronze, a matte plum around the corners, with a highlight of soft gold on the inner corners, they accentuated my amber eyes beautifully . A metallic bronze

I had moved to bed with the contents of the envelope and turned on my laptop. I looked at the flash one more time before plugging it in with shaky hands.There was a number of folders on it. Some about Voss & Pierre Industries, phone bills and records, “Pierre and Voss case”.. I realized my body was shaking, I clicked on that folder.“The Holly Voss murder” I would never forget the day she passed. I skimmed through.The phone rang just as I was about to close the laptop. I froze. It wasn’t my phone. The sound was louder and unfamiliar.For a second, I just sat there, my heart picking up pace as the ringing continued. Then I realized. The burner phone.It lay on my bed where I had left it, dark and still except for the screen now lighting up with each ring."Unknown number".My throat went dry. I hadn’t touched it since I turned it out the envelope.It rang again, and again. Whoever was calling wasn’t going to stop. I reached for it slowly, like it might burn me if I moved too fast. F