Stalker [𝑯.𝑺]

Chapter 8

Harry was in the shower and Liv was on her computer. She wanted to know much more about Kieran and Molly.
She looked up Kieran Johansen. She thought she'd find him since he had lots of properties across Britain. But she didn't find anything. She found that kind of fishy. He owned a lot of properties yet he couldn't be found online.

She called her friend Sophie who was a detective to make more research on Kieran and Molly Johansen.
Sophie has agreed to that even though she was on a case right now.

They returned to the house and it seemed pretty normal and intact. Once they went inside Harry got a phone call from work.
She went upstairs dropping their stuff on the bed. She went back downstairs.

"Babe. I need to take a brief trip to Manchester" he said.

"What?" She said almost crying.

She didn't want to be left alone after they just found out they were been watched by the very owners of their house.

"I promise I'll be back in two days. If you don't feel safe here you can always go back to the hotel or call the police okay?" He kissed her.

She was shaking but she accepted.

She really wanted to go with him right now. She walked him to his car hand in his holding it tightly. Harry dreaded leaving her all alone here. He couldn't bring her along because she had work. He hugged her and kissed her one last time before he got into his car and drove away.

She stayed outside for a while before she decided to go back inside and dress up. She rushed out of the house and to work.

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After a long day of trying to convince her client to pick a certain design Liv was back home. She opened the door to her house and she got another surprise. Kieran was cooking. She wanted to scream and run away.

"Uhm...Kieran you've got to stop doing this" she finally says.

"The people who were changing the locks needed someone to hand the keys to. So I volunteered" he tells her.

She wanted to scold him but he had a pretty good reason.
She just nods her head.

"How about you go freshen up and come downstairs for dinner?" He says

She doesn't say anything and just nods and heads upstairs.

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She woke up to the doorbell in her bedroom. She felt so confused. She couldn't remember anything from last night, only that she had dinner with Kieran. But she couldn't remember coming upstairs to bed.

She stood up and she felt a sharp pain in her lower region. She hissed at it. It was painful and she could barely move. Her muscles were sore and her wrists ached.
She put on her robe and went downstairs to open the door.

It was Sophie.
She was wearing a brown coat a black skin tight skirt and a black blouse with a panty hoses and black shoes.

"I don't really have much time." She says entering the house.

"What'd you find?" Liv asks her shutting the door.

She opens her Prada handbag and brings out a document which she hands to her friend.
Liv was quick to open it.
Then her heart almost jumped out of her fucking chest.

'Kieran George Johansen
Age: 51
Height:6 ft 1  (1.85m)
Weight: About 98kg
Eye color: Dark brown
Hair color: Dark brown
Spouse: Greta Johansen (1995-2015)
Children: Moleene Esme Johansen
                Daniel George Johansen
Profession; Owns 10 properties across Britain with his real estate company "Johansen and Co". '

This was what she read on the paper. She was astonished when she saw the person on the paper a whole different person. Kieran wasn't the real Kieran he was an impostor.

"Are you okay? What happened?" Sophie points to Liv's neck.

"What?" She asks not understanding what she referred to

"You've got a pretty bad bruise on your neck" she says
Liv walks to the mirror nearby and looks into it. She had a bruise all around her neck, almost like they choked her.

"It's nothing" was all she said. She couldn't explain If she didn't know what happened.

"Thank you for these. I'll take a look at them" Liv says.

Sophie was concerned but she was already running late for work so she said her goodbyes.
Liv took the document and sat down on her dining table. She looked at the second document

'Name: Moleene "Molly" Esme Johansen
Age: 26
Height: 5ft9 (1,75m)
Weight: 60kg
Eye Color: Deep blue
Hair color: Blonde
Marital status: Single
Siblings: Daniel George Johansen
Profession: Entrepreneur '

"Holy shit" she whispered to herself.
The two people in those documents were the real Johansens and not the ones Liv knew.