Richard
The rain gets heavier and louder.
But not louder than my laugh. The night gets darker and colder. But not colder than my heart at the mention of my late brother.
"What the fùck are you talking about?" I ask when the laugh dies down. "Is this some kind of sick prank?"
"It's true!" Tears gush out of her eyes. "It's true! I killed... I killed..."
"Look." I huff. "Whatever sick joke or sick prank you're trying to play here is not funny! My brother was killed by his best friend, Alex, who was jealous of him. That's what I told you."
"I killed them!" She cries. "I was paid to kill them! All of them! I killed Roman and Juliette and Alex! I was sent to kill them by Maxine Fox! The woman who pretended to be my aunt! The woman who saved our lives when my mother attacked us! She's not m
