Stalking In The Night

Chapter twenty three

"God damnit!" He yelled throwing his papers to the ground. The news played in the background. The women stood outside a forest and talked about  dead body being in the forest outside of Spruce Grove. 

" . . . The police say the body has been dead for approximately for a day or two."

A picture of the victim popped on screen once again and he yelled in rage. Alex had died from who knows who. He had one job and that was to be careful, get into that house to steal something and get out of there without being seen. 

Alex had one job!

Since there's nothing he can do about it now that he's dead, he has to do this on his own. If he wants something done, he has to do it himself. He needs Maya gone and from what he got from Alex, he things those pathetic killers are protecting her. Which is one obstacle that he needs to get through. 

He needs to get her alone with him to kill her but can't just yet. He needs to plan it out and make it look like a suicide. It would take great planning for this to happen, especially the obstacles that he'll face during the journey of killing her. 

It'll take days of planning to succeed and get away with it, and acting will be on fleek. The police will believe him for good and he'll get away with murder. 

"Mr. Comber," his assistance barged in without knocking.

"What is it Linda?" He barked giving her a death glare.

"Sorry for barging in but you have someone important wanting to see you."

"Who?"

"He says his name is Jenny Mccarthy."

He hesitated for a moment before allowing her to come in. Usually people have to make an appointment with him. This is really rare to let someone come in without an appointment scheduled. Seconds passed and Mike comes barging in without knocking. He looks up from cleaning the papers while setting them nicely on his desk like nothing happened. Grabbing the remote, he muted the tv. 

"What can I help you with, Jenny?"

"You help with people when they're in trouble right?"

"Right."

"This is important. My husband and I are really poor and our home is being taken away from us. We're both working two jobs to keep the money but the real estate won't listen."

"Okay, I have a job for your husband which can get you a lot to keep your home."

"Perfect, that would be great!"

"All you have to do is send me your husbands contact info and you'll just have to work the two jobs you have."

"Thank you Mr. Comber. I appreciate your help."

"That's what I do for a living, helping people." 

Jenny Mccarthy left his office. Gladly to help. He sat back down at his desk continuing to go through the emails. Turning the TV sound on listening to the news. He had a busy day with emails, appointments, and the most important conference of going to the States with other businesses to help those in need and boosting their profit. 

It's been a long day but finally he gets to contact with Mr. Mccarthy about the job. He sent an email to him about the job and paying him three hundred a week and forty thousand a 15,600 a year. It may not be a lot but it'll help them to get a small apartment. 

Not long after he got a reply within fifteen minutes. 

"Sure I would love to work for the money. As my wife said, we are running low on money and our house is being taken away from us. I appreciate the offer and I'll definitely take it. What times and days would you like me to come and work?"

"Hey Mr. Mccarthy, glad you want to come and work for me. My last guy kind of gave up on me so I hope I can count on you to get the job done. The days I want you to work are Monday through Friday every week. The times would have to be whenever I decide. Keep a lookout in your emails as I will assign what you're supposed to do. I need you to stalk this girl, Maya Campbell. I will send you the time and the address. Just to make sure, do not get yourself seen by anyone. Make sure you're alone and do not let her notice you or you're screwed. I'll give you more details tomorrow."