Chapter Twenty Two: Masked.

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    Sarah's eyes widened in shock as Dr. Lee's smile grew even wider.

    "You're... Blair?" Sarah stuttered.

    Dr. Lee nodded, her eyes glinting with malice. "The one and only," she said. "And you're the woman who stole Juke's heart."

    Sarah shook her head. "Juke cheated on me with you," she corrected, "I didn't steal anything."

   Blair's face twisted with anger. "Semantics" , she spat, "You're still living the life that I wanted."

   Sarah's eyes narrowed. "Why are you still doing this?" she asked. "Juke is dead."

    Blair's smile returned, and her eyes seemed to burn with an inner fire. "Hatred," she said. "Hatred for you, for Juke, for the life that you two had together."

   Sarah felt a chill run down her spine. "What do you plan to do with me?" she asked.

    Blair shrugged. "I'm going to mentally break you, Sarah",  she said. "A friend of mine will be here soon to pick me up."

    Sarah's eyes widened in alarm. "Who is it?" she demanded.

    But Blair just smiled, and said nothing.

    Sarah struggled against the restraints, but they were too tight. She was trapped, at Blair's mercy.

    "You're not going to get away with this," Sarah spat. "The police will find me."

    Blair laughed. "I'm not worried about the police" , she said, "There's nothing Blaine can do to me."

    Sarah's eyes flashed with anger. "You'll never get away with this," she repeated.

    But Blair just smiled, and leaned in close. "We'll see about that," she whispered as she sat down and picked up the violin to play Vivalids Winter.

    Detective Blaine rushed to Dr. Lee's workplace, when he arrived there he put on his headset and began to enter the building. He initially called Officer Justin but it went straight to voicemail so he was now on the phone with a police dispatch officer.

As he approached Dr. Lee's office, he heard the sound of Vivaldi's Winter floating through the air. But there was something off about the music, something that sent a shiver down Blaine's spine.

"What's with the creepy music?" Blaine muttered to himself.

He pushed open the door to Dr. Lee's office, and his eyes widened in shock. Sarah was tied to a chair, a sock stuffed in her mouth, her eyes wild with fear.

Dr. Lee emerged from the shadows, a violin still clutched in her hand. She smiled sweetly at Blaine.

"Ah, Blaine," she said. "Welcome."

Blaine's eyes narrowed. "Let Sarah go," he growled. "And hand yourself in."

Sarah spat out the sock, her eyes flashing with anger. "She's not Dr. Lee," she said. "She's Blair Tenner. She was a biology teacher at Jamin's school. She's the one Juke cheated me on with."

    But Blaine shook his head. "Blair doesn't exist," he said. "After I found out about the cheating thing I looked into Blair. But there were no records, it was as though she did not exist."

    Dr. Lee chuckled, a low, menacing sound. "You'll never find out who I really am," she said.

   Blaine's eyes locked on hers. "We'll see about that," he said.

   But before he could move, Dr. Lee turned and jumped out the window.

   Blaine rushed to the window, looking down to see Dr. Lee being carried away in a white Ford truck.

   "Dispatch, we need to put a pin on a white Ford truck, heading eastbound on the main highway," Blaine said, his voice urgent. "Registration number IFZ 208."

   There was a pause, and then the dispatcher's voice came back on the line. "Roger that, Blaine. We'll get the truck tracked."

   Blaine nodded, his eyes still fixed on the truck as it disappeared into the distance. He knew that he had to act fast if he was going to catch Dr. Lee and bring her to justice.

    He turned to Sarah, who was still tied to the chair. "I've got to get you out of here," he said, quickly working to free her.

    As soon as Sarah was free, Blaine helped her out of the office and back to the safety of the police station.

    But Blaine's mind was still on Dr. Lee, and the mysterious white Ford truck. He knew that he had to find out who Dr. Lee really was, and what she was capable of.

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