Chess: The Next Move

Chapter 12: Stalker

Marissa and her police force squad group thingy have been working super hard lately. It's not one of those "most wanted" or very serious crimes. It's just me.

Marissa's Point of View

I scheduled a briefing with the force because something's been bothering the hell out of me.

Jen has been losing some of her belongings.

From picture frames to bathroom towels, they're disappearing. Jen had a breakdown when her favorite leather jacket got stolen.

I mean, of course someone would become upset over the fact that a $300 leather jacket is now in the hands of a thief.

So, I scheduled a briefing so we can keep an eye out for Jen.

I know Jen can protect herself. In fact, we all know that.

It's just that this person has been stealing her personal belongings and she doesn't even know it.

I'm pretty sure we all know that if someone steals Jen's phone, and her 3 backup phones, she will definitely murder someone--again.

Remember, she's part of Cherry's "I Murdeded Somebody" group.

I haven't reported those murders. I never will report those murders.

Call me a horrible cop, because it's true.

Audrey's Point of View

Jen's been losing stuff lately. She's even losing herself.

The past few days, at dinner time, she would always check her left side, where she puts her phone on the table.

She always uses one eye to check on her phone.

It's like a lazy eye.

When she goes to bed, she always locks her door. It's weird how stuff still gets stolen.

When it's breakfast and she's on her way to meet Liam at the site, she always quickly grabs her breakfast, shoves it in her mouth, and runs to make sure she has her car Keys.

Jen asked Marissa if maybe someone is stalking her. It's highly possible.

The thing I don't get is why would a stalker be stealing Jen's stuff?

And they actually have the guts to do so?

Jen's Point of View

I don't understand any of this. Why me? Audrey and Morgan are perfect to bed stolen from. Literally!

Those two have poor security systems.

But Me?!

I'm the one with the high tech security and state of the art guards and I'm still getting robbed.

•2 weeks later•

Ok. So Marissa and the other cops have been taking handprints and DNA matches and found an address.

1738 Littlewood Lane.

Nice address, bitch.

Cherry, Marissa, Audrey, Morgan, And I went to the house.

Looking into this house, it was a mixed feeling of ugly and pretty.

Marissa has her handgun tight in her hand.

"Now, we gotta be careful." She warned.

"Why? This place smells like dead bodies with scented candles." Cherry complained.