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My eyelids were so heavy, I tried to remember the last thing I was doing. I was looking over Vanessa's case trying to figure out who Jason was, then I remember a sharp pain in my head. I was freezing cold, my teeth were chattering against each other. My vision finally cleared, I looked in my surroundings, I had no idea where I was. I was in a tub full of cold water, it was tinted red. A syringe was hanging out my left arm, I looked over at the man sitting on the toilet seat he was holding a small bottle.

"Hey, Rachel. Look at me," He muttered. I focused my vision on his face, it was Tyler. I blinked and then his image turned into Henry.

"I love you." He muttered cupping my face, I smiled softly.

"I love you too," I whispered back. He pulled the needle out my arm and began to refill it,

"Henry what are you doing?!" I panicked. He shushed me,

"Shhhh, Rachel. I'm not Henry, I'm Tyler or as you call me Jason Dean." He explained. His image turned back into Tyler,

"You...you killed my sister." I hissed. He nodded,

"I had to. She was getting in the way of our true destiny. I told her to tell me where you were, but she wouldn't tell me. I knew then, that she had to die. Remember that uber driver that picked you up?" He asked. I quickly thought back to 4 years ago,

"After she died I finally found you, Rachel. It was destiny. God gave me this path to find you. And I did." He said with a grin. Tears filled my vision,

"You bastard! You took the only family I had."

"Oh, and Henry will be my next target." He gloated as he inserted the needle in my vein,

"Over my dead body Jason. Or whoever you are." I stammered through gritted teeth,

"You know if I find out your alive Rachel. I'll leave a clue for you. Only if you survive this drug Rachel. I will know love. We have a connection, I will know you are alive." He muttered as he injected the drug in my arm, a burning sensation filled my arm up to my skull.

"We'll be together in the end. I promise." I heard Henry whisper. My eyes rolled back to my head into a black abyss.

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Ray's POV

*A week later*

I was nervous. I'm really nervous. I haven't heard from Rachel, she was supposed to call me 3 days ago. I was fed up, I called Miller 2 days ago about her whereabouts and he hasn't responded to my calls. I grabbed my phone and car keys and went to my car. I got in I called Miller and it went straight to voicemail. I scoffed,

"Are you kidding me?" I grumbled as I started my car,

"Maybe I can call his butler," I muttered to myself, I dialed Jonathan's number and pulled out of my driveway. I was not going to sit in my house and do nothing.

"Hello, Mr. Ray. Is there anything you need?"

"Hey, Johnathan. Have you heard from Zack by any chance?" I questioned as I exited my neighborhood to the nearest highway. To her apartment,

"I'm sorry I haven't. He left in search of Rachel 2 nights ago and hasn't been back since." I heard the distress in his voice,

"It's alright. Can you try tracking them by their cell phones?"

"Zack's location was at the apartment she was staying at, and since then the service was cut off. I think his phone died." I nodded,

"Okay thank you."

"I hope I helped."

"You did. Keep me posted if anything new happens."

"I will." He said before hanging up. I sighed and made my way to her apartment.

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Later that day

I checked her apartment and it was a wreck, her personal belongings were there but not her. I could tell she was connecting the dots on something, Vanessa's case file was open and spread out on the living room floor. I wonder what she was getting on to.

I threw my keys on the counter and peeled off my jacket, I collapsed on the couch and closed my eyes. I was exhausted. The search at her apartment was a bust which did not ease my emotions, it's not like I can call the police. I've killed hundreds, I don't think I would want to take a trip there. It's too risky.

I was dozing off when someone called me, I looked at my phone and it was an unknown number. I answered it anyway.

"Hello?" I answered,

"Ray! I'm glad you answered. I don't have much time but Rachel is hurt real bad, she tried to kill herself. We are at 10th and Main in Harlem, I already called the police to get here before they do. Please hurry up!" He yelled before the line cut off. I rushed and grabbed my keys and went to my car,

I already lost her sister. I can't lose her too.

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I arrived at the warehouse before the police, I carefully walked into the abandoned warehouse with my gun pointing up ready to shoot.

"Miller! Where are you?!" I yelled as I made my way deeper into the building,

"In here!" I ran into one of the back rooms and found Henry holding Rachel's head in his lap. She was drenched from head to toe, her eyes were half-lidded. She was high as a kite,

"How is she?" I asked, putting my gun in my pocket.

"I'm not sure. Her pulse is getting slower and slower I don't know what to do," He muttered shakenly,

"Rachel, why would you do this to yourself?"I asked shaking my head. She opened her eyes and looked at me,

"I'm sorry Vanessa. I didn't mean to lose you. It was all my fault." she muttered, taking a deep breath. "I'm sorry I did this to you. Please forgive me, Vanessa," she whispered. I looked at Henry confused he shook his head.

"She's been talking crazy since I found her. She keeps calling me pretty. But mostly gibberish."

"Henry. How long have you been sitting here?" I asked, bending down to sit on the floor.

"I don't know. My phone died last night. And I found her a few hours ago in this position,

"Damn," I whispered as I looked at her, I don't think she has enough time.

"Please hold on Rachel." Henry said cradling her head in his lap, "Damnit where is the fucking police?!" He exclaimed. I heard distant sirens. I patted her head and stood up.

"I need to go. I hear the police. They are on their way. Let me know when she's in the hospital."

"Ray, she's not going to make it to the hospital," Rachel whispered to Henry and then her body went limp,

"Her heart just stopped.....Ray, she's gone." He whispered sadly, I couldn't believe my ears.

"What did she say to you?"

"She told me that Tyler is Jason. The person who killed her sister."

"Oh god. This is all my fault." Henry whispered to himself as he pulled her limp body closer to his. He began crying, I placed my hand on his shoulder.

"It's not your fault."

What am I supposed to do now?

End of Book 1...

A/N: Hey guys! I hope you liked the ending of this book. I hope it was what you expected! I do plan on writing another book but it will be awhile. Alright farewell!

Love ya, 

Bri😁

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