Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

“Did you hear about the rich guy that was killed over the weekend?” Anna, her friend, asks, “Apparently they got a picture of the killer too.”

That catches her attention. She glances up, keeping her face disinterested.

“Hm? No.” She mumbles.

“Oh come on, Danni!” Anna squeaks, throwing her hands up in the air to show her aspiration, “Here, I’ll find you the article.”

Danni waits for Anna as she runs back inside her house to grab the morning paper.

“Here, front page.” Anna says, throwing the paper in her face.

Danni grabs the paper and turns to the front as Anna starts the car.

Roger Turner Murdered in Own Home

Adorns the front page, followed by a short article.

Roger Turner, local lawyer, was murdered Saturday evening inside the confines of his own home. It appears to be the work of a practiced hit-man or serial killer. Turner was found on the floor of his kitchen with a knife protruding from the left side of his chest, directly over his heart. Medics say he must have died instantly. The only evidence that this death was indeed a murder and not a suicide was the broken window located directly above his kitchen sink. Police are planning to release more information on this case. “We want to find who did this, so that we can put them where they belong, in jail.” Says Officer Hert, who is in charge of the investigation. Picture of killer below.

A giant picture of someone in black jeans and a black sweatshirt, hood covering their head, face covered by a black mask.

“Pretty scary, hu?” Anna laughs as Danni frowns.

“Humph.” Grunts Danni, throwing the paper onto the floor.

“Jeeze, someones grumpy this morning.” Anna murmers, pulling into the school parking lot.

Danni climbs out, slinging her backpack over her shoulder as she follows Anna into the school.

Greetings ring across the hall, and Anna cheerfully returns them, smiling and waving eagerly. Danni nods hello to anyone who greets her, making sure to keep a fake smile plastered on her face.

Walking to her locker, Danni punches in her code and opens the door, cringing at the ear piercing squeal of rusted hinges. Grabbing her books, she shoves her backpack into the locker, shutting the door with her foot and she fumbles to keep a hold of all her books.

“Here, let me give you a hand.” A male voice offers. Danni smiles, a real smile this time, and hands over half her books to the guy.

“Thanks Damien.” She says, and starts to walk towards her first class, Damien beside her.

“So, what did you do this weekend?” He asks, and she rolls her eyes.

“You know, the usual.” She answers, making sure to keep herself from laughing. Anna had disappeared into the crowd of people.

“Cool.” Damien says with a wink.

Danni glances at Damien, taking in all his features. She had known him since she was very small, so all his features were very familiar to her. His long dark brown hair swept sideways along his forehead, curling slightly at the nape of his neck, his dark hazel eyes taking in every detail of every situation, his chiselled face accented his broad shoulders and muscular arms. His lean 6 foot 3 frame towered over her. He was every girls dream and he was her best friend. Her own self was something to look at, and she knew it. Boys often commented on how pretty she was.

Her long dirty-blonde hair reached her mid-back, curling slightly. Her eyes were a dark shade of green. Her body was lean and fit, about 5’9. She was intimidating, she was lean, she was feral, she was confident. And that’s why almost every girl in her school admired her. Together, Damien and her made a team, an unstoppable team.

Having reached her classroom, she walked inside, followed by Damien. Sitting at her seat she takes all her books back and places them on her desk.

“Danielle Jones?” The teacher’s voice asks and Danni responds.

“It’s Danni, Danni Jones.” She corrects and the teacher flushes, flustered at the authority in the 17 year-olds voice.

“O-Okay.” The teacher stutters, returning to her desk to mark the rest of the assignments.

Danni cocks her head, confused, why had she called her name?

Damien raises an eyebrow at her and she shrugs.

What was that about?

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