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Chapter 1 (Hayley)

Author's note - Each chapter has it's own song. I don't own these songs . 

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It was a summer night. I had just poured myself a glass of red wine. The note on my table had been stuck on my apartment's door with a huge knife. The note was a death threat. It was having blood over it. I was worried enough to call Cassandra, my best friend and ask her to visit me and bring along her gun. She was in my doorway, talking to a friend of hers. A detective with a task force of his. I took a sip of the wine. It was hitting me harder today. Cassandra finally walked back in. 'I talked to a friend Hayley. He's coming here to take a look.' 'Thanks Cass. I owe you.' 'That can be payed with a glass of red.' She replied. I went to the kitchen and grabbed a wine glass. I kept it on the kitchen island and poured her some Merlot. 'Who do you think it was ?' She asked. 'I don't know. It could be anyone.' I replied. My head was hurting. I had been brainstorming song ideas all day long before I came home. I had been writing new songs for an album. It had been three years since my debut. I was twenty then. I handed Cassie the glass of wine. She usually enjoyed vodka. I had none left after the party we had a week or so ago. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I opened the door to see a man who was straight out of a movie. He was wearing a light gray sweat shirt. The rolled up sleeves revealed his skin and a watch. He was wearing a pair of jeans on which a belt held his badge and a holster near his lower thigh, his gun.  'Hi miss Stewart. I'm detective Miller with the LAPD.' He said. His voice was angelic. I diverted my mind back to the situation. 'Hi detective.' I said in a formal tone. He walked to the table to see the note. 'Hey Cassie.' He said while reading the note. Another woman followed behind him the man had black hair. This girl had blonde hair and pale skin. 'Hi miss Stewart. I'm a huge fan.' She said. 'Hi .' I replied. The girl was wearing a dark green t-shirt and jeans. She had a make up case in her hand. She opened it to reveal lab tools. 'Glove up Jake.' She said. 'Copy that Mel.' He replied. Jake grabbed the note and placed it in a plastic bag. It was a lab tech. I don't know why, but the detective was attracting me to him. He had this aura to him. Something I hadn't seen before. It was rich guy trying to live normally vibe that I detected. Cassie was looking at me with absolute confusion. He took the dagger on the table as well. 'Let's try to get a print or two.' He said. 'Cool. I'll get on it right now.' Mel said. The girl left. Jake sat on the couch. 'So, run me through what happened ?' I sat down besides Cassie. 'I came home from the studio. I got out of the elevator, walked towards my apartment, and saw the door had a note on it. The knife was what the note was attached to the door with. I took the note and knife and then came inside. I read the note and noticed the blood. I read it and saw the death threat.' I said. He was recording it. 'Any fights you've had in the past few months ?' He asked. 'Just a small one with Daniel Borneson. He was being dumb after a drink or two. We were cool after it.' I said. 'Okay then. I'll see if we get any other prints. I'll make rounds and be with you at public gatherings as a failsafe.' He said. 'Thanks Jake.' Cassie said. He nodded and then left. 'If you're having a crush on him, it's a good guy in a wrong timeframe.' 'Is he dating anyone Cass ?' 'He's untouched by choice.' She replied. 'What do you mean by choice ?' ' A lot of women liked him in high school. He never went to prom. Never kissed a girl. Never drank alcohol.' She said. 'Background ?' I asked. 'Know that penthouse in downtown at the Hoover towers just besides the Westin Bonaventure ?' 'He lives there ?' 'Yep. He's close to his sister and a girl he took in the family as a sister. He's a great guy.' She said. 'Don't mind if I do. After celebs, it's time I tried outside this social bubble.' I said. 'I wish you luck Hayley.' 'Thanks Cass.' I replied after a sip of the wine.