'A serial killer is on the loose' are words that a person never wants to hear. It's even worse when said person has to face it, standing on the front line.
Nineteen-year-old Arya Moore, a hodophile who is always up for an adventure has to face the m...
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"Why did you wanna meet here?" A voice asked. I turned back and saw Ethan.
"It's so creepy" He continued.
"I just wanted to talk to you," I said "It's been a while"
"You wanted to talk about Olivia," He said with a raised eyebrow.
Oh no, he figured it out. I didn't know what to say, so I kept quiet.
"If you're here to talk about what an angel she was who could do no harm, then I'm sorry but I have better things to do," He said coldly.
I knew at that moment that I couldn't get information out of him without telling him the truth, I knew it was a big risk but Ethan was my friend, I could trust him.
"Ethan, wait!" I called out to him. He turned around waiting for me to say something.
"What I'm about to tell you has to stay between us," I said giving him a serious look.
"You can trust me," He said smiling charmingly.
I began to narrate the whole story, from when I found Olivia's body, to my apartment turning to ashes. He listened patiently, didn't interrupt me, and he finally spoke when I was done speaking.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" He asked out in anger, but I knew it was only a disguise for his worry.
"I had to do it for Olivia, she was murdered ruthlessly, this is the only justice I can offer her," I said justifying my actions.
"And now since you couldn't do anything, you want to drag me into this," He said showing a hint of annoyance.
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"I've taken that into consideration," I said with my head high. "We're meeting here in secret, just give me the information I need, and I won't bother you"
"What makes you so sure that I have what you need?" He asked smirking.
"You're her brother, you have to know something I don't," I said hopefully.
"Look, I wouldn't get too involved in this if I were you," He said sighing. "Olivia got herself into some mess, couldn't get herself out and it eventually costed her life"
