All in One - Milady

Ch.9: The Letter

"What does it say?" Stella finally asked.

"It's an address." She told them. "2008 W boulevard, and for a time, 7:45 pm tonight."

"Tonight!" Stella yelled. "Why tonight?"

"Does it matter?" Natalie asked.

Stella sighed, "Obviously, I can't go!" She turned to Nneka, "You're going right?"

Natalie shook her head, "Why would she go?"

"Because why not?"

"I can think of several reasons."

As the two argued whether or not she should go, Nneka's eyes were stuck on the seal. The red seal.

Ever since that night with Javi, everything was red. The books, the food she orders, and even the seal on a letter placed at her doorstep.

The colour red meant a lot of things, like love and romance, just as he said. But red also meant sacrifice and danger.

She checked back into their conversation just as Natalie mentioned axe murder.

"An axe murder." Stella repeated, "Where do we live, the suburbs? It's a letter."

"A mysterious letter." Natalie pointed out.

"Let's go," Nneka interjected. She looked between the silent girls, waiting. Both with opposite looks on their faces. One was excited and thrilled, and the other worried beyond belief, with a hint of disgust.

"Let's go, and I'll be the judge," Nneka explained.

"But—"

Stella covered Natalie's mouth. She grinned, "If anything happens I take full responsibility. Also..." Stella reached into her purse, taking out a small can of bear gel, a stronger more affected version than pepper spray.

She hands it to Nneka happily. "If anything happens, you know what to do."

Nneka laughed.

Natalie rolled her eyes, getting up. She was heading to her room when they called after her.

"Where are you going?" Nneka asked.

"To get dressed." She left.

Stella smiled, clapping her hands. "My work here is done, gotta jet."

Stella waved goodbye. She took her heels, slid them back on, and ran out the door.

Once that was all done, they looked at the time. The time was 7:35 pm, and they were finally ready.

Only 10 minutes before they were classified as late, but that really didn't matter to them.

In Natalie's mind, being late for a potential serial killer was always a good thing.

For Nneka, it was only nerves.

Plus the place was close, just a few train stops away and they were there. Late, but nonetheless there.

Once they reached the spot, they noticed the familiar neon light hovering above the street, The Bar.

Nneka laughed, but Natalie was still weary.

"It's the bar from the other night," Natalie said.

"And just my luck," Nneka took a step closer but was pulled back quickly.

"Sometimes, I wonder if it's optimism or just plain stupidity."

Nneka took a deep breath, and opened the door, "Optimism. Definitely optimism."

Natalie sighed and followed behind. The place was dark, with a staircase. The light socket was broken, making only a few places shine

Natalie's body hunched over as they climbed a few flights of stairs. They moved slowly, just as loud footsteps overpowered their mini quiet ones.

Natalie stood up straight, grabbing Nneka's hand as a deep voice spoke up.

"Excuse me."

They turned to the voice.

A man, with dark skin that glowed under the dimmed lit light, while he wore a bright orange jacket stood there.

Nneka squinted at him and then realized.

"Elijah?" She questioned. The other one from Spain.

Natalie's eyes darted from the man to her. Her face softened, and her heartbeat slowed down.

He was confused himself, but smiled politely, "Hi."

"What are you doing here?" Nneka asked.

He held up the exact same letter as hers, but his colour was green, and his ripped opened. "I got a letter."

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