Dangerous Love(BOOK1)

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When the door opens my eyes fall onto a man. Ive never seen him before but he seemed to be very hysterical. The look in his eyes was pure horror, he gasped loudly when he made eye contact with me.

"Are You Kristy Adams???" he acts as if he was begging.

"It depends-" I reply, growing a little on edge.

"He told me you were Kristy. And he told me to ask you.. Uhm. Im not sure why- but he told me to ask you if you understand yet?" he throws his hands up and shakes his head yes.

"What?" I ask, opening my door a bit wider. "Understand what?"

The man turned pale and he begins shedding a lot of tears. Yet his voice remained the same as before. He stares at me with a crazed look in his eyes.

"He needs you." he smiles.

I shut the door immediately, my body is trembling as I lock the door. Whoever this guys was and whoever he was talking about is no longer my business. I dont need any creeps ruining my night. I quietly walk to my couch and grab the gift bag, now remembering someone was in my house. Giving me that feeling of being watched again. I remain quiet, listening if that man was still by my door. But I didnt hear him, and I didnt see any shadows under the crack of my door.

After a while, my attention leaves the door and returns to the bag in my hand. I pull open the top and look inside, fear and curiosity fill my entire body as I look at the objects contained.

There was a letter on top of something heavy, with the simple Kristy written on it. I grabbed it quickly to reveal a large hand gun and a box full of ammunition. I set it down quickly, obviously beyond terrified now. I take multiple steps back and grab my phone, dialing 911. I stare at the bag from a distance, contemplating on weather or not I should press the call button. My gut instinct told me to leave my apartment and call the police. Yet for some reason, I wanted to inspect the contents of the gift bag.

Very hesitantly I step to it and look inside. Then my eyes travel to the envelope with my name on it. I reach down and grab the letter and sit on my couch with it close to me chest. A mixture of fear and thrill rush through my body. My eyes take in the way my name is written, so neat. My fingers slowly peel open the top of the envelope and I pull out a neatly hand written letter.

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Dear Kristy,

Im risking a lot, writing this letter to you. I hope you understand this. Although, I feel less careful about you because I think I can trust you. I am still feeling a bit on edge about all this. I felt strong feelings for you the last time I saw you. And Im pretty sure you felt the same way about me. Actually, Im almost convinced you do. But that is enough about that.

There was a man knocking at your door a moment ago, he was very frantic and very panicked. Right? Thats because he knows whats in store for him and soon you will too. The man that stood before you was Michael Philis. He has a history of violence, assult, and even murder on his record. Not such a good guy in my opinion. Dont you agree, Kristy?

Inside the gift bag I left for you, you will find a 10 millimeter hand gun with just enough ammunition to get you here. I left directions on a seperate paper thats also in the envelope if you dont know how to work it. Outside, there is a black hummer waiting to bring you to me. Get there as quickly as possible.

I know this is all pretty confusing. Maybe even frightening, but I know you will see whats right. And you will do the things you were meant to do. I know you will understand tonight.

See you soon,
Andrew.

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To Be Continued...