The man who killed me was Logan Vescovi, a fringe Calderone associate and the most persistent of Celeste's many admirers.He had a history of violence. Celeste did not love him, but she enjoyed what his obsession gave her. Whenever he became too demanding, she soothed him with promises vague enough to keep him loyal. She never accepted him, and she never firmly refused him.On my birthday, Logan demanded that she meet him.Celeste did not want to go, but she feared what he might do if she rejected him. Then she thought of me.She told Logan she had an older cousin who was prettier, lonelier, and easier to control. If he agreed to stop pursuing Celeste, she would send me to him instead.She wrote the bookstore message while Logan watched.When I reached the West Side, the store was already closed. Logan waited near the garage entrance. He told me Celeste had been hurt inside.I followed him because, despite everything, I believed she might need help.On an upper level without cameras, h
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