Prologue

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It was the notebook. Technically, Harry was not a killer. The notebook was. Harry just happened to stumble across it that day. He just happened to pick it up. He just happened to try it out. It just happened to work.

"L doesn't know who you are yet, Harry." Zayn says with a shrug.

"I just need to see him, up close and personal." Harry laughs and spins around in his chair, "I need him to trust me."

"How will you do that?" Zayn asks, tilting his head to the side.

"I won't do anything," Harry smiles darkly, "L will come to me."

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