Prolouge
She knew she wasn't supposed to be here. Locked in the closet she hid from something she didn't even know she was witnessing.
Click-click.
She saw the red pumps under the closet door. The closer it came the faster and louder her heart beat.
Then it stopped and disappeared.
Just when she felt she was safe again she felt someone touch her from behind.
In the dark empty closet.
Slowly she turned and what she saw made her make a noiseless scream. She tried to shout but no noise came out.
"You watched me die! You watched me die you bitch and just hid here like a coward!" Screamed the woman she knew so well who streams of blood rolled from her eyes instead of tears with a rope round her neck and her neck twisted in an abnormal way. In her hands were a tiny baby covered in blood.
"Sorry! I'm sorry." She tried saying but no noise came out.
"No you're not." The baby said in a sickly baby voice and it giggled making that sound so evil. "Mama!"
"Make it stop! Make it stop!" Laura cried again with her two hands on her eyes.
"Nobody can hear you." The bloody woman said. "Wait! Can you hear that?" She said with a crazy smile on her face.
Just then Laura heard the sound again.
Click-click.
"You taught you were save. They are coming for you!" She gave an abnormal laugh. "You are gonna DIE!" She laughed harder with the baby joining her too.
Laura sat at the corner with her hands on her ears and her eyes shut. Immediately everything disappeared. The noise, the woman and the baby. Just as Laura was about to get up, the closet opened.
"I've got you."
Laura just came back from her morning run. The nightmares were not getting better no matter the pills she took. She knew she had to live with it now. There was nothing she could do but live with it.
And find that son of a bitch.
She walked to her fridge and picked a bottle of water and immediately downed the contents before she jogged upstairs to take a shower.
Few minutes later she came out of the shower with her towel on her chest and hair. Then she heard her phone ring.
Six missed calls.
She looked at the time. 6:45am. Who calls someone that much at that time?
Unlocking her phone she checked who called her from her call logs. Chloe. Her office manager and assistant.
Dialing her number Chloe picked at the first ring. "Chloe this better be good."
"Have you checked the news?"
"No. What happened?"
"Someone was killed tonight."
"Who?" Laura asked while cleaning her hair with her phone on her shoulder for support.
"Aria Jordan. She was in her early thirties."
Laura knew that her assistant would not just call her at this time because of that. In their line of work they see this almost everyday. There was another reason she called her.
"Anything in particular you would want me to know?"
"Actually yes. The victim was murderer at home. She lives at No 3 Slonan street."
Her phone fell down from her shoulders. There was no way she could have heard right.
She stood there for some seconds lost and in a trance. She ignored her assistant as she called out at her clearly worried.
No 3 Slonan street. She could never forget that place because four months ago she witnessed a murder there.
Hi readers!! I want to thank you all for reading my book . Hope you'll love it. I know you would. This is my first book on watt pad and hope to write more in future. Pls!! This booked is self edited. It's prone to mistakes. Your comments would be helpful and pls don't be rude or an attention seeker. Hate those two.
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