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Then I bark, “My parents’ murderers run loose. I want them brought to justice. Alex Ford and Sara Jane—bring them to me. Dead. Or aliv—” A vehicle screeches outside. A night shifter bursts in, panicked. “Alex… he just reversed out of the building. We’ve got sights on him!” I tighten my hold on the document, teeth clenched. Let the hunt begin.

Three days ago was the day the drug dealers took me away. Looking at Zack's distant expression, I suddenly remembered how, at Mom's funeral, he'd tearfully asked me to drop dead. Would he be happy to know that I was dead now? I quietly stayed by his side, watching as he methodically cleaned up the autopsy table. Everyone started returning one by one. Zack's assistant soon walked in with a document in hand. "Are the results ready?" he asked, looking at the assistant. The assistant nodded, his expression turning grim. "I ran a DNA comparison at the police database. The victim is…"

The words seemed to leap off the page, filling the room with an eerie sense of foreboding. Everything written in the book didn't make any sense to either Stella or Morgan. They found everything in the book quite absurd. The book spoke of witches, dragons, angels, vampires, and the devil. They didn't believe in such a thing at all, weren't they just fantasy? If they were to interpret it, it only meant that Grandma Elizabeth was a witch while the stranger guy whom Stella had picked from the streets the previous night was the devil.

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When they see an opportunity, their fear is eclipsed by the pain they have suffered and they strike. ‘Second are the planned ones, committed by schemers. They are ready to suffer a little more, but meanwhile they come up with a plan, accounting for every eventuality and leaving no provision for the unforeseen. Once they are confident about their foolproof plan, they would wait for the perfect opening and then bam!’

I scoffed briefly seeing I had crushed his ego. "So now when I opened your phone, I slid through and surfed. I finally found some conversations you had with Rhett here and Ace. I saw how you guys laughed about fooling Brad and found out your plan to kill him In three days time when you embark on your attack on Adrian. I also found out that you have been the one who had been orchestrating the killings of our pack members and then claimed it was Adrian. It is so disgusting how you would stoop so low just so you could prove your point that you are the greatest. You also inscribed DM on of the corpses just so you could make it more believable." I said. Everyone's countenance rose in shock.

I scroll through the latest replies on her post, and my gut twists with a mix of amusement and unease. “You want a shadow? How about I bury you alive and let you feel what it’s like to suffocate in darkness? You’ll have plenty of time to think about your next chapter.” “You won’t need to write fiction when I’m done with you. I’ll carve my story into your skin, one letter at a time. Trust me, you’ll remember every word.” “I can show you how a real killer works, Nova. But first, I’ll test your nerves. I’ll be in your house before you even realize I’m there, watching you sleep, deciding when to make you scream.”

Once the security guards came over, she quickly broke free of Zachary's grasp and hid behind them. "Calm down, Zach. I really didn't know it was her. I was too panicked to see who she was." The passersby at the courthouse entrance saw the frightened Gigi hiding behind the security guards and the shaken Zachary who looked like he was drowning in regret. They were all curious to know what happened. Before I could speak, John angrily filled them in. Everyone was stupefied when they heard that Zachary had defended his first love and gotten her acquitted of all charges when she had killed his mother.

Opening the cabinet as I found myself behind the stool, I saw him pulling out a book. A black leather book, its edges gilded and a silver crescent moon shimmer on its front cover. “I read it here before about a case. Your case, Cassidy, is rare. Extremely rare.”

Staring at him she heard him say, “Now take my hand and take me inside. You know you should welcome me properly right?” She didn’t want to do that. Why would she ever want to touch him? How dare he even think that she would want him back in her life after all that he had done. But to her surprise she felt a pressure on her hand and not leaving eye contact she slowly moved her hand up to his, feeling the pain from the exertion she was putting on her own mind to try and defy him. Was she always like this? Was this truly who she was? What happened to the killer that didn’t fear anyone?