Don't Forget To Fly Because I'm Your Mrs. 2

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Autumn's POV

I sat in Henry's office discussing the Christmas Special Event.

"So we're having another fashion show on Christmas Eve?" I asked leaning back against the plush chair.

"Yup, since we had such a great success with your last fashion show the public wants another one, and it'll be a charity show for your cause."

"Really?! That's amazing!"

"I'm glad your excited, hope you're excited for the next part," he murmured.

"What is it?" I asked not liking the sound of his weariness.

He scratched the back of his head. "Umm so Christmas Day we need you to fly out to London for some interviews."

"On Christmas Day?! Why?!" I questioned.

"It's just how it worked out Autumn. I'm sorry to do this to you. Think on the bright side, you could spend Christmas with Jake in London."

"I guess.."I frowned. Just then my phone beeped I looked at it seeing I had a message from Jake.

"Get home asap we need to talk."

My frowned deepened. I stood up grabbing my bag.

"I have to get home," I said walking out the door without a goodbye. I wondered what was behind the suspicious message.

I got home and parked my car next to Jake's. The sun was setting as I walked into the mansion. It was eerily quiet as I shut the door behind me. Usually Louise would welcome me home, but all the lights in the house were off and it seemed like no one was home.

"Your home," Jake's voice came through the darkness.

"Jake," I said holding my hand to my chest where my heart was beating wildly, "you scared me."

"Why? Have you done something you feel guilty about?" he questioned standing in front of me.

"Jake, is something wrong?"

"I don't know you tell me."

"What do you want me to tell you? I'm confused as to why everyone's gone, and you're acting all suspicious."

He threw a yellow envelope at me landing at my feet.

"What's this?" I asked picking it up.

"Why don't you see for yourself?"

I opened it pulling out a bag containing a strand of hair, an autopsy report, bank account statement, and pictures of a girl walking in a hallway.

"Why are you giving this to me?" I asked still not understanding.

He scoffed, "Don't play dumb Autumn you know what it is. It's Allison's autopsy report. The hair strand and pictures are evidence that you killed Allison."

"What?" I asked looking at him incredulously looking at his face to see if he was joking.

He narrowed his eyes. "Quit with the bullshit. Did you think I wouldn't ever find out it was you?"

"Jake, I swear-"

"Don't you dare swear Autumn Parker," I flinched at his harsh tone and even more at the sound of my maiden name.

I felt tears at the brims of my eyes.

"And don't you dare cry either. Your little pity act won't work."

"I don't know why you think I would kill Allison," I said.

"Autumn, that hair strand is yours and that girl in that picture is you. There's a video of you walking out of Allison's room tucking something into your pocket. Minutes later she was declared dead."