The thieves of time

A secret admiror

In a normal day of work, Alex stays most of the day at the office and some little time in the streets finding new stories to write. She have already gone for her walk and she found nothing, no story to tell.

Alex now is at her office, bored, trying to get a good story but today there wasn't a story. In that cases she likes reading her old arlticles.

"Name: Roger Stevenson
Date: 16 may 2996
Summary: Roger was a low class layer, he lived in a little house with his mother, in his economical situation, the idea of buying time it's not an option.
Case: he was found dead with bruises all over her body and a note sticked at his chest that had written "night on its last moments and day is on its way", he was a living punch-bag, people give him time for letting them punch him and practice,"

RING RING

The phone starts ringing. As she looks at the phone, she was happier, she thinks it may be a story. She quickly answers the phone and said -hello?-

A sweet and tender voice answers at the other end -hello mrs. Robinson, good to listen to you- the voice seems to be talking with someone else.

--it's me, Cassie, your sons girlfriend, anyway, I'm just calling to invite Danny to our lake house with me and my family.- she says trying to convince her

-ok Cassie, Danny can go with you, you take care- Alex says with relaxed tone.

She returns to her work, she was still bored and she tried to sleep a little time. She feels really tired because she didn't sleep last night, while she was falling a sleep a noise appeared.

RING RING

She quickly gets up and looks at the phone, in the screen there says:
Blocked number
That makes her doubt on answering, she remembers that many of her friends had blocked numbers so she carefully answers -hello?-

A rough and cold voice answers at the other end -hi mrs. Robinson, finally hearing your voice is good- the voice seems to be of a man.

-who's there?- she asks carefully, she is a little scared on who could it be.

-let's say I'm an admirer of yours, anyway, I'm calling you to warn you about a little "something" that worries me.- he seems to be scared while he talks -if you don't want to believe me, it's ok but if you doo; search the word "Dawn" in your files and your articles, you may be impressed on what you find may we speak again some other day- he finally stop talking and he hung up the phone.

Alex starts searching the word "Dawn" on her files, she finds the word in most of the articles she wrote, and in the ones there was not the word,they referred to it.

She thinks about what Dawn can mean but she thinks of nothing. After hours of searching, she gets tired and is desperation, she goes out of her office and goes to her boss' osffice, her boss' office is neat and clean, it had pictures of his family all over the walls, it has a dark brown desk with a crystal ball and a good computer on it, it has a chair made of reddish lead.

-hey Chris, can I talk to you for a second?- she asked, she has a good relationship with her boss.

-hey al, what happens- he had a gentile and deep voice that goes along with his face, he has thin eyebrows, a tiny nose, and little lips.

-I have found something odd, I was searching in my files and I found that the word "Dawn" appeared in many of the articles.- Alex says as she starts worrying, the more she talks she feels her voice will crack.

-I have heard that word many times, i think it may be from your texts.- says Chris, he seems to know something he is not telling.

-do you know what it may mean?- Alex asks trying to make him say what he knows.

-don't know what it means- he says, he is not going to says what he really knows.

-ok Chris, thanks, see you later- she says frustrated and she goes out of the office.

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Sorry for publishing half of the story but I wrote the chapter before and it erased, so if you have any suggestions you can leave a comment.