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“Stay away from me,” I hissed at Mike and grabbed Sage’s elbow while heading to the dressing room.
“Angel?”
“That was nothing important, Sage. Can we please let it go?” I held her gaze and watched her sigh in defeat as she nodded her head.
I finally came to terms not to mess with Michael Lane or Michael Harrison. I made up my mind to stay away from him.
I was too late…
January 14, 2014
“Let’s go out. Kasey invited us to her party. She planned a big event for her return from England. We can stop by,” Dawn suggested. I was picking up my salad as I answered simply, “I’ll pass.”
“Why? It will be fun. It’s been so long since we partied with the guys from college.”
“It’s been a month, Dawn. And I’m tired. I’ll use my day-off to stay home. You go,” I said, throwing my barely eaten salad into the trash.
“Okay, what about a movie night? C’mon, sis! You used to be fun,” she giggled. I could see her worry behind her effort, though. But I didn’t want her to be involved in anything that was club related. If I opened up to her, just even a little bit, she would have looked deeper into this club.
“I’m really tired, sis. Rain check?” I forced a smile. She finally sighed and let it go, “Okay. I’ll work, then.”
“Good luck,” I called out, heading to my bedroom.
I was smart enough to try and protect Dawn from the danger of the club, but why didn’t I think about my safety?
What if something happened to me? Didn’t Dawn deserve to know where to look for answers?
I made up my mind to find a way so I could give Dawn a chance to understand what happened to me –if something happens, of course.
What a silly though that was…
And most of all…why did I keep following the danger?
January 15, 2014
“Thank you for coming on such short notice, Alex,” I shook hands with him.
“You’re welcome. You’re lucky I accepted to take your photos like a street photographer.” Even though his words were grumpy, his tone was easy-going.
“I wouldn’t ask that if it wasn’t so important. Really.”
“Will you tell me what is so important?” he asked, signaling the waitress to come over.
“A cup of coffee, please,” he said to the waitress and turned to me, waiting for my answer as I sipped my coffee.
“Nope. It’s not of your concern.”
After thinking the whole night on how to find a way to warn Dawn, I came up with this one. I was planning on hiding a message in my photos. She would figure out something was wrong since I was never a fan of taking photos of myself. I didn’t know if she would be able to catch the message, though. It’d been so long since I sent her something like that. But that was why I’d chosen this way; I didn’t know if I was really in danger –since the last incident with Mike, he didn’t make any inappropriate moves toward me. And if I wasn’t in danger then I could destroy these photos before Dawn could make some sense of them. If I was in danger… well, then I hoped Dawn can solve the hidden words:
FIND MICHAEL HARRISON
And if something happened to me, something really bad, then my last thought would be a prayer for Dawn to stay away from the club, and mostly Mike.
I wished I had gotten a clue if I was really in danger or how serious the Mike situation would have been. Then I would have written or just simply talked to Dawn about it. But unfortunately, I didn’t know anything and I was too stupid to sense the right time to throw in the towel.
I was still trying to get Mike’s file from Will’s office, but Will had been cautious lately; he always locked his door before going somewhere. And Mike’s report could be the only thing that could have possibly let me know if I was in danger.
You’re my new obsession.
