DUSKWOOD: CHASE

The Beginning

Another long day had passed, I was staring at Jake's last message to me. "Eat well for me love" that's his secret message. In spite of his situation he is still looking after me. He can really just simply text me but he chose to do that, I can't help not to think if he is doing that because I also enjoyed his puzzles or he has another purpose?
What if it's the latter?  What if he is doing that on purpose? If he is doing that on purpose, what could it be? "Jake.... what's on your mind?" I vocally ask as if he is here with me. I know its silly but I continued .
"Jake...My classes will start next week, that means I'll be busier and I can't help imagining that we are attending the same University and then we're going to study together in one class. How awesome could that be?" I smiled as I imagined myself sitting in a classroom with Jake. He probably will pick the last corner seat at the back the one near the window. My gaze went to my uniform. One of the reasons why I chose to study here in Duskwood is that Duskwood University is offering modular classes and night class discussions every weekend. Perfect for me to have time working and studying while waiting for the time to meet Jake. Shay is really a good employer allowing me to have 2 days off every week, specifically whenever I have online classes at night, anyway its only a short course as I already have taken several subjects related to that course which the University acknowledges and credited to me.
My thoughts once again drifted to Jake. I wonder what Jake is doing right now? He seems to keep on disappearing after he reaches out to me. "Why do you keep disappearing Jake? You know I'm missing you already" I vocally said as I hug my pillow and held my phone tightly.
I fell asleep with thoughts of Jake on my mind.

The next day ..

After my morning routine I went to the shop for work.
Everything seems to be doing really well until...

I heard a sound of broken glass. I turned my gaze where the sound came from and saw a young man sitting in a corner seems to be having trouble breathing. His eyes grew wide, his mouth gasping for air as his hands are trying to remove his ties.
What in the world!!!
I quickly approached and saw him slowly turning pale
"What happened? Are you with him?" i asked the lady sitting with the guy. "Y-yes!! He is my husband!" She answered nervously. "Call an ambulance, I'm going to check him" I instructed. "Pull yourself together! Call the ambulance!" I repeated and she obliged.
I searched for any signs of choking, its negative. The man pulled my shirt towards him he is trying to say something but his speech is slurry.
His lips are dry, his pupils are dilated.
He pulled me closer and I smell a faint hazelnut. The man suddenly convulsed and then he became unconscious.
My gaze turned to the woman who's holding her mouth with her hands. Shock and fear is written on her face.
"Have you called the ambulance?!" I asked. She just nodded and slowly helped herself to sit.
People started surrounding us.
"Step back!" i shouted which they followed, thank goodness!
This man, he is having signs of posioning.
"Madam please step away from the table and do not touch anything" I instructed the young wife as I saw her trying to reach for a glass of water.

After 10 minutes the ambulance came and so did the police.

"Miss Y/N I need your statements" a familiar voice called.

Allan!

Why does it feel like fate is dragging me to a different path?