Angel In Disguise

Part Seventeen

Michael's P.O.V.

"Hey, Michael!" Sam greeted, smiling at me.

"Hey," I said, approaching her by the counter. I looked around; the cafe was almost empty with only three tables occupied.

"Hmm," she started, getting my attention. She frowned. "Sorry, Michael, but she hasn't come to work for three days already."

"Even yesterday?" I asked, worried. She didn't go to work the other day. Sam didn't know why, as well. Apparently, she didn't showed up to work yesterday either.

It's been three days now and it worries me. She's not answering my calls.

"Yes," she nodded. "I don't know what happened but I hope she's okay. I'm trying to get a return call from her but nothing."

"She's not answering my calls, too," I said. "I'll try to ask Ashton and Luke. I'm sure they know what's happening."

"Excuse me," a boy said, peeking his head from the kitchen door. His hair was blonde with brown roots. Holding a pack of some powder stuff, he asked Sam; "where do I put this?"

Sam looked at him. "Right. Top shelf."

"Got it," he smiled before disappearing into the kitchen.

"Who's that new guy?" I asked, as she looked back at me.

"Niall," she said. And in a low voice, she added; "Daniel's replacement."

"Daniel?" I raised my eyebrow. "Daniel as in Danny?"

"Yes," she nodded. "Poor boy. He's a nice guy."

"What happened?" I asked.

"He was found dead the other day," she shook her head. My eyes widen. Danny was indeed a nice guy. Weird but nice. "The police went here and told us. Said he has at least a dozen stab on him and his throat was cut. They questioned Kelsey's uncle. He was a suspect. I wasn't here that day he died, but, you know our maintenance?"

I nodded, listening closely.

"He revealed that he was drunk and kept on shouting at Danny," she continued. "I think Kelsey's gonna be questioned too because she was here that night and didn't go to work the next day. But some heard screams from here. I hope it isn't hers."

"You don't think she's..." I stopped, not capable of saying the word itself as it only made me worried more.

"I hope not," she muttered, looking around then back to me. "The rumours are true. We were just paid to keep our mouth shut. He abused the last cashier that Kelsey replaced. Only her can tell what really happened."

"Oh." I tried to process everything she just said. "I'll... I'll go check on her."

"Tell her to call me. I'm worried about her," she said before I turned on my heels and headed back to the car.

It can't be, I thought.

The vision came into my mind clearly - the red haired boy smoking on the dark alley, begging for his dear life. My demon killed Danny! I killed Danny!

And Kelsey. The screams. The voice. It was Kelsey's, crying for help and I just let her uncle do it to her.

No. No. It can't be.