Prologue

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"This just in," the female reporter started as the breaking news music played in the background. "Three more bodies have been found. They are all female, about twenty, with brown hair and blue eyes. They have all been musicians or artists, and they have been all cut into pieces with a hunter's knife. They were Annabel Campbell from Odham, Flora Knight from Bolton, and Nicola Spencer from Denton. They were all students from Manchester University and they will be deeply missed by their families and friends. We will inform you with any further information we find."

"They got it wrong again," Dan laughed, playing with his gun as his partner turned the TV off. "It's not a hunter knife. It's just a very sharp pocket knife. Plus they can never tell that the girls are dead before being chopped up. They sound so superficial knowing nothing about these girls. It makes me sick."

"I guess you're really good at what you do," Kyle shrugged, sitting down next to the TV. "How many years did you at you did this before I joined you."

"You and your videotape will never know," Dan smirked, shooting the man five times, making sure to hit the recording device. "You were such a good partner. It's too bad you were going to turn us in tonight."

Dan sighed and carried the body to the incinerator, burning the body and evidence as he cleaned up the rest. He decided it was time to get out of there, so he packed his bags, taking only what was important to him, and grabbed his ID, passport, wallet, his parents' money, and his phone. He left his family home, putting it up in flames before hiding his bags in his car. He drove away, making an anonymous call before grabbing something to eat. When he got back, the yard and street were full of cops and firemen. He put on a shocked face and got out of the car.

"What happened here?" He asked one of the officers. "Alec, what happened to my home?"

"We think it was a prank that had gone wrong," Alec explained. "It started on the front porch and worked its way through the house. I'm so sorry, Daniel."

"Well I was leaving for a vacation," Dan bit his lip. "I was coming back for my inheritance to have enough for a worldwide trip. So much for that."

"Well since I was very close to your parents," Alec smiled, "I will reimburse the money. How much was it? 250 million?"

"350 million actually," Dan shook his head. "I was shocked when I found out it was more."

"Here," Alec lifted up a finger for Dan to wait, the officers making a few calls. "The money should be on your card now. I am so sorry about your house."

"I will be okay thanks to you," Dan pulled the cop into a hug. "Well I have to get going if I want to make my plane. I will leave you to do your job, sir."

"Have a good trip then," Alec finished the conversation, Dan walking to his car, smirking evilly as he took a drive to London.

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