Chapter 13: Deathly Silent

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The next day, me and Jd walked into to work hand and hand. Heather noticed us and gave me an angered look while she rolled her eyes. Little did she know though, this would be the last time she would ever look at me again like that.

Last night Jd came up with a plan and I assisted him with some details. A plan to put Heather Duke to an end. A way for her to finally stop with her bitchy comments. A way for her to be silent. Deathly silent.

We made it to my room and we progressed through the day as we normally would. I clicked away at keys and he assisted me when I needed and made sure to give me many kisses for motivation.

Surprisingly, Heather stayed off my tail and I was going through the day without the unnecessary yells and insults. She was giving me a day of peace but she should've done that earlier.

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As people dispersed from the office floor, Jd and I acted like we were leaving for the day. We waited in his car, hiding if anyone got close so it would just look like a car from the other office that shared the garage or someone who was working late.

After awhile, everyone was gone and we got out of the car with our weapons of choice.

Now we needed to think this through. We had to be smart about this. This needed to look like a suicide, just like Heather C. So, we cleverly came up with a plan to shoot her on the side of her head and place the gun in her hand. Next we would cut lines into her slim wrist to make it seem like she had tried before she picked up the gun. Lastly, my forged note would seal the deal.

This note would, to sum it up, go over how she felt like she could never live up to her friend Heather's rule over this office and that each day she became more insecure with the thought that she wouldn't be able to keep the business going. Her doubts and crippling thoughts would be written for the police to see and this would secure that somebody else didn't do it.

As we entered the office floor we noticed her light was on and she was humming along to a Kate Bush song as she reviewed some paperwork.

"Okay, you know what to do right?" Jd leaned in and whispered to me as he handed me a switchblade that I was to use to slit her wrists.

"Mhm."

"Great. Let's try and get this done quick."

He gives me a quick kiss on the head and we take more steps to her office. Before I know it, we are in front of her.

"You guys left like an hour ago what the hell do you want? If you brought your boyfriend here to scare me into apologizing that's not going to work. I don't regret what I said."

"No, I actually wanted you to look at this form. It's from another company and you should definitely have a look cause if we want to go through with the contract you need to sign it tonight."

"Okay, but why does he need to be here?"

"Oh, we were just getting dinner when this popped up so he just tagged along."

Jd gives her a small smile and she gives him a bitchy one back.

I grab my work tablet from my bag and go to the fake contract before standing in front of Heathers desk where she can view it. I start going over it making sure she is invested as Jd goes to her side to 'sit down' in the chair next to her. But of course this was a lie.

He took out the already loaded gun and before Heather could react, he landed a bullet right through the side of her head.

Red spewed towards all directions and her limp body slumped in her seat that once held power.

I put away my tablet and went over to where he was before taking the switchblade out of my pocket and making two slits into her wrists.

"Looks good. Now just add that note and we are good to go."

Now, like I said earlier, we had to be smart about this so even as I was writing the note, I made sure to wear gloves and use a pen I stole from her desk. You can't trace finger prints on the paper and the ink used was from her pen. I would say thats pretty genius of me.

"Think I did good on the note?"

"I think you did incredible, I honestly don't know how you do that shit."

"Eh it's easy."

"Yeah sure it is." He says playfully as we leave the now blood speckled room of the offices former boss, Heather Duke.

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