'Tell me about yourself?' He asked and I knew there was something fishy about him. He was holding a notebook in his hand. 'Is he a reporter?' Ela asked innocently. I couldn't see what he was writing clearly.
He had asked you to meet him at a restaurant, you accepted the invitation but you never fronted. We tried to bring you forward but you never came up.
'Is he a cop or something?' Elsa asked. From his look he seemed to be some sort of researcher. He wasn't listening to us, he was just writing whatever he thought he observed from you.
A few minutes passed and we were on our fifth cup of coffee. I don't know where all that fluid goes, you have a huge bladder.
'Who am I talking to?' He asked. 'He knows?' Alex asked in shock as the man just starred at you. 'What's your name?' He continued. We tried to front you but you were just there. In the background, sleeping?
'Well, your mother and father left a will. It was to be read after you turned eighteen, but then you went missing. We have been looking for you for all those years,' he said with an even tone, as if he has said it all his life.
He was a lawyer, A freaking lawyer. We were safe. Mum and dad left a will. Now I remember, Alex has been shagging the lawyer and the waitress and her husband. Alex...
YOU ARE READING
ELYA (Don't Let Me Front)
Mystery / ThrillerWe are all you. Why did you admit us into a psyche ward? one of us must have done something and now you are punishing all of us? As they tell their stories inconsistencies and 'gaps' will start showing. You didn't admit yourself here, one of them...
