The focus of desire

Chapter 1

My name is mark ledger I was raised in Baltimore,this all started when I met Spencer Jones . I met him through- hold on let me start all over. 2015 May 20th, it was at a party, to be more specific my co-workers party.don't know why I went to the god damn thing.

I own a bookshop, Ledger and sons it was the greatest thing I knew I loved that shop originally it was my fathers; it was his pride and joy except from me and my brother. Let's not talk about him though let's go back to the party.when I met Spencer, he was beautiful, he reminded me of an angel or a deer, that's what I needed in my life someone, it can destroy you someone like that , they hit you right in the guts. I walked over slowly as he was talking to a reporter, I was surprised Andy knew people like this, oh did I forget to tell you, Andy is my co-worker. My dad knew his father right up until he died sad thing, we were there for him, but now he works for me hah.

As I was saying I walked slowly towards him with a glass of sherry in my hand and he turned around, fuck

"What are you doing"

"Oh I-"

"Piss off"

Rude who does he think he is. I did what I was good at, finding people. I did it through a mutual friend, thanks Andy, soon enough I had a name and a address, though he didn't like me I loved him. It was a shame he had a cliché girlfriend that treated him like a pet. I can end that for him, she was a business woman selling vitamins for girls who wanted to get skinny without depriving the body of what it needs, what a Asshole. I called her saying

"Hello ms Trite , i would love to invest in these meet me at midnight behind the smoothie king". Yes, I know, it sounded suspicious, but she believed I was being for real when she showed up

"Hey, your Kevin right, sir your girlfriend is going to love these".

"Yeah I'm Kevi- wait what the fuck is that behind you" I slammed the back of her head with a rock I kept in my pocket for about half an hour waiting for her.

She wasn't breathing, fuck did I hit her too hard.

Fuck fuck fuck what am I going to do. I needed to do something or I was gonna get caught, luckily for me not a lot of people know this guy personally except from Spencer . Online she went by itsmebritney, what a weirdo. I stole her phone so if anyone were to text him i could give a excuse like

"Sorry girls I'm on vacation, life is too stressful"

And it did work luckily, no one suspected for a while at least. Only one person realised, Spencer . He was heartbroken by it, he was putting up posters even though his friends were telling him

"Dude she already texted you she was going to be away"

"Not for this long"