---POV Monica---
I thought they would have given up by now. There is nothing to trace me to this attack but I'm still getting random phone calls from Ken asking me questions. As if I would be stupid enough to mess up that easily. However, I think it's time to make this a little more interesting. I heard the infamous dial tone of the woman who was supposed to help me and screamed when it went straight to voicemail. One would think she wants me to dig my own grave. “Fine! If you won't help me, I'll figure it out myself.” I slammed the phone on the coffee table in my room and frantically threw myself at the dresser. It’s time to put all my cards on the table.
“I never thought it would come to this, but I'm happy I never threw it all out.” I stared at the small lightly glowing bot
