Page 90 of The Blue Rose
The sunwe were promised today has turned overcast. It looks like a storm is headed our way, and if that is a premonition for how this is all about to go, I may change my plans.What am I doing? I have no idea how to kill someone and actually getaway with it.Every cleanup has been done by someone else. Bradley needs to disappear, but I need help.
I text Aster what’s happening. Right when my phone vibrates, I hear running. I don’t bother reading his response, hoping he understood my coded message.
An out of breath Bradley comes running up to me. “Were you followed?” I ask, looking behind him nervously. The nerves I’m feeling are real, but not for the reason he thinks.
He shakes his head. “Where’s your phone?” I ask.
“Left it back in a Target bathroom, hidden; I’ll go back for it later.”
“Good, Get in.” He walks to the passenger side and gets in without hesitation.
I turn the car on, hesitating with my foot still on the brake. “Lean all the way down and cover your face; we can’t have anyone see you with me. Stay covered until I say otherwise.”
He quickly does what I say, putting on his hoodie and sliding on the sunglasses I hand him. If any cameras catch a glance of him on the way to Aster’s they wouldn’t be able to identify him.I hope.I start the drive to his house. I turn on the music to avoid conversation and take Bradley to get the answers he’s craving.
Too bad it’ll be at the expense of his life.
THIRTY-ONE
ASTER
Getting a text from Serena was unexpected, but what she said made my hair stand up.
Serena
On the way to your house with a surprise. It’s my version of lamb. Meet me at your workplace. Can’t wait to see you!
She’s finally coming home, and I can’t wait to see her. She knows my victims are little lambs. She said it’sher version.I leave everything at the house, door unlocked, place on some boots, and run to the shed. I don’t know how far she is from the house, so I don't have much time to prepare everything. The sky is overcast, and it looks like a storm is coming. The weather is causing my stomach to knot; a premonition for what’s to come.
Aster
Excited to see you, I can’t wait for my surprise. I’ll be ready.
I burst into my workshop and start to get the room ready. I lay new plastic down, and get my work clothes on, taking off my regular boots and replacing them with my rubber work boots. The only thing I can think of is she needs me to kill someone.But who?
I will gladly take every life she asks me to, but I can’t figure out who she’s bringing me. I grab a needle and fill it with ketamine in case she doesn't knock out my newest victim.
Dirt on the road starts to crunch and my phone dings, alerting me Serena has arrived. Everytime an unwilling soul has been brought into my slaughterhouse, it has been on my terms. Nothing has ever gone wrong. The steps I take make sure I never get caught. Serena has never done this.Will her taking this person be the reason for my demise?I take a deep, calming breath, shaking away the nerves before walking out and seeing only her beautiful face, nervous and glancing toward her passenger seat.The person in the car must be laying down.I walk over and open the door, making the guy jump. He freaks out, trying to unbuckle his seatbelt, but before he can, I stab his neck and inject the drug, making him slump backward.
I unbuckle him, and I drag his body out of the car into my shed. Serena grabs his feet, helping me lug his body onto the table. I hold him up, take off his shirt, then lay him back down. Strapping him down, I take off his sunglasses, instantly recognizing him as the guy from the flea market.
I’ve been wanting to get my hands on this loser ever since he asked my girl out but had no information on him. To have my vixen bring him to me… a wicked smile spreads across my face.This really is a gift.
Serena paces back and forth, biting her nails. “I didn’t know what else to do. He's Tyler’s brother, and he is hellbent on the idea that you killed Tyler.”
No wonder he wanted to go on a date with Serena.
“He said he knew who I was before the market, and he found me to find out what happened to his brother.” She’s rambling and messing with her hair, showing how nervous and anxious she is.I hate seeing her like this.I hate even more that this loser stalked my woman. Killing him is going to be his penance for that.
I grab Serena by both shoulders, halting her pacing and making her look at me. “You did the right thing coming here; it’s okay.” I walk over to my newest victim and search his hoodie and pants to check for a phone.
“What are you doing?” Serena asks, coming to stand behind me.
“Making sure he doesn’t have a phone on him.”
“Oh, I made sure he left it in the store. I told him you had eyes everywhere and we needed to be careful.”
My naughty little vixen, I haven’t even taught her anything, but she knew to make sure he couldn’t be tracked.
