Read my lips

This story is told in stanzas making it poetry. My kind of poetry. You have here three characters. Meg; ex criminal, red head with a surprising personality. Indigo: goody toe shoes type of girl, never did any harm, down to earth. And Skye: new girl in town, with the biggest blue eyes to die for. Each girl is different but some how they are the victims of a kidnapper named Six. What does Six want with them? Is he the killer of the other three girls that went missing in a house fire over a year ago? Will he strike again? As Skye would say " read my lips, this shit ain't funny anymore, it's about to get serious"