I woke up to my phone ringing like crazy, Luke left me more than 5 missed calls, Sipho tried to call me, Anika also tried but most importantly so did Nkosi's PA. I'm not in the mood for any of them but something must have happened if they all called, if Luke called me, we don't just call each other unless there's something serious happening.
I got up and sat up straight, looking around the apartment, empty, Damien nowhere to be found. I got off the couch and ran to the bedroom door, knocking nonstop, nothing. I took my phone listening to their messages telling me about The Hangman's kill last night, which brings me back to, he's not a serial killer. I pushed the door getting in and Damien never slept here.
I got my clothes and took a shower before a knock, I took a deep breath, turning off the tap, I put on a robe and went to get the door only to be met by three police officers. I frowned and my heart instantly died. Oh no, Damien.
"Miss Nkosi?".
"Yes".
"We have beliefs that The Hangman might be coming after you".
I sighed relieved."Wait what?".
"Detective Smith gave us strict orders not to leave your side till he's caught".
"You can leave, I'll be fine, I'm safe here".
"We can't leave till he tells us to".
I smiled getting closer to them."If The Hangman wanted me dead, I'd be dead, he's not coming after me, ever".
"But...".
"I'm okay, I'm safe here, I promise, thank you but I don't need protection".
Damien walked up to us, I slightly smiled and they turned around also watching him, he is twice all their sizes, in every sense. I appreciate that Luke wants me to be safe but I can't be protected by cops, I do a lot of illegal things. Damien nod at them then gave me a kiss on the cheek he then walked in, I smiled nodding at the cops. They sighed then nod back, I closed the door getting in.
I walked to the bathroom putting on my clothes, I walked out and Damien was making breakfast, I find it cute that he's making me breakfast. I sat down and he passed me a plate, I looked up at him, figuring a way to ask this without sounding like I'm trying to control his life or something.
"You didn't sleep here?".
"I did, I woke up early".
I nod, having my breakfast, The Hangman killed someone again, I don't even know who, I need to get my business in order. I stood up and took my bag, unpacking it on the counter, I took my map and marked off where they found the eighth doctor, I pushed my plate and my coffee aside and went to work. Scribbling on my black notebook.
"What's this?".
"A map of where the dead women were found".
"And this?".
I looked up at him and smiled."If I tell you, you need to tell me something about you in return".
"Like what?".
"Where do you work?".
He looked up at me."I don't work, I have a trust fund which will probably take me forever to finish".
"Trust fund baby? Nice, where are your parents? You never talk about them and why don't you have a girlfriend? You're good looking and stuff".
"Dead, she also died".
"I'm so sorry".
He shrugged sipping coffee."It was long ago".
This man has been through a lot."I'm sorry, what happened? If you don't mind me asking".
