Chapter 2

'The Enemy'

Now Annabelle started to suspect something. The man smiled and waited for her to say something.

"Who put you up to this?" she said. The man's smiled faded.

"I don't know what you mean!" he said. "I'm just delivering this pizza!"

"I didn't order a pizza," Anna said. "And some guy just came over with a package that wasn't for me."

"Well I'm sorry miss, but I don't know what to say," The man told her. Annabelle relaxed.

"Okay," she said. "It's probably just a coincidence." The delivery man shook his head.

"Well," he said. "I'm a lonesome man with a large pizza all to himself." Then he smiled. "I'll pay if you'd like to join me." Annabelle looked at the man and then at her watch. She still had a while until she had to be at work. She opened the door so that the pizza man could come in.

"Hey?" she said. "What's your name?" The man spun around and looked at her.

"Jack Harper," he said. "What's yours?"

"Annabelle Petreston," she said. She took the pizza from Jack and set it down at a countertop. Jack took a seat on a stool and opened the pizza box.

"I'm sorry about the confusion," he said. "I hope you like pepperoni!" Anna pulled out some plates from a cabinet.

"It's okay," she said. "And pepperoni is fine. It's just that…I don't understand why I keep getting people here at the wrong apartment!" Jack raised his eyebrows.

"I guess it's a mystery," he said. "Unless somebody is doing it on purpose just to make you pay for something."

"Who would do that?" Anna asked. Jack shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know," he said. "Is there anybody out there who maybe is seeking revenge on you?" Jack grabbed a slice of the pizza and set it on his plate.

"I don't think so," Annabelle answered. Jack took a bite of the pizza and looked at Anna.

"Well good then," he said. "It's just a coincidence." Annabelle took a piece of pizza and her and Jack talked.

"It's gotta be her ex-fiancé!" Tru said to Davis who was protesting.

"Tru you just can't go jumping to conclusions," Davis said.

"You don't understand!" Tru yelled back. "You didn't see the way she acted when she was talking about it!"

"She's right," Harrison added. "You didn't."

"I think you guys should get more evidence to prove that it really was Jason." Davis said.

"Davis!" Tru yelled. "We're not playing solve the crime, we're playing prevent the crime from happening! Therefore we don't have that kind of evidence to prove anything."

"You guys should at least go and talk to her some more," Davis added. "Maybe see who else you think might have an issue with her."

"Davis," Harry said calmly. "She's a nice girl I don't know why anybody would want to hurt her."

"Besides her fiancé," Tru added. Harrison shook his head.

"Please," Davis said. "Just go talk to her some more." Tru looked at the clock on the wall.

"Fine," she said. "We'll go down and see her, but it's probably going to prove nothing."

So Tru and Harrison went to the diner for lunch as they watched the clock for Annabelle's shift at the clothing store to begin.

"Well I really have to get going to work," Anna said to Jack. "But it was really nice to talk to you. Maybe would could se each other again?"

"How about lunch tomorrow?" Jack suggested. "Down at the diner. Can I have your phone number?" Annabelle smiled and wrote it down on a piece of sticky paper, and Jack did the same. "Maybe I'll see you later today." He said as he showed himself to the door.

"Okay!" Annabelle said. "I'll see you!" Jack closed the door behind him and headed out.

Tru and Harrison walked into the clothing store and were looking around. Tru saw Anna walk in about a minute after they had come in themselves and watched her go to the back. She kept watching peering throughout the store to see if she could tell where Anna had gone. She finally saw her take the place of the check out lady before and stand at the cash register.

"How are we gonna talk to her?" Harrison asked.

"I have an idea," Tru said picking out a tank top that she had been eyeing and taking it up to the register. Tru walked up to the register.

"Oh Anna!" she said trying to act surprised. "You know I'm sorry to say this, but I've been having this strange feeling that you might be in danger." Annabelle looked half worried and half ticked off. "I mean," Tru continued. "You don't know anybody that might try and hurt you do you?" Anna shook her head 'no'.

"The only person that I could think of is my ex-fiancé, and he wouldn't have the guts to hurt me, unless he was drunk of course." She answered. Then Tru smiled.

"Okay good, it was probably just a stupid feeling." She handed Anna the shirt.

"Oh this is cute," she said as she held it under the scanner. "$10.27," she said as she took Tru's money. She saw Tru and Harrison start to leave. "Wait, before you go… some man came up to my apartment after you two left delivering a pizza, and it was delivered to the wrong apartment just like your package. Do you think they had anything to do with each other?"

"What was the man's name?" Tru asked.

"Jack Harper," Annabelle answered. "Why?"

"No, I don't think they had anything to do with each other." Tru answered and took Harrison by the arm. They headed out and began to walk down to the morgue.

"This is bad," Harrison said.

"I know," Tru said. "I mean… who knows what Jack is going to do to kill her this time. Even for a minute there I thought that he wasn't going to bother with this one!"

"He's gonna kill her," Harrison said.

"Not if I can help it," Tru told Harry.

Jack was walking down the street and he was passing by an alley way and heard a two men arguing. He made his way to a container where he could buy newspapers that were close to the alley so that he could still hear.

"I won't do it," one man said. "She's your only daughter."

"Look Benny," the other man said. "I don't care that she's my daughter I want her dead."

"Why Mr. Petreston why?" Benny asked. It was quiet for a moment.

"She killed my wife," Mr. Petreston answered. Jack laughed quietly to himself and looked to his left. He saw Tru and Harrison walking down the street.

"What the hell did you do to her?" Tru asked him angrily. Jack pretended to look confused.

"I didn't do anything," he said. "I came into her house and we ate pizza, and had a little conversation. Is that a bad thing?" He folded his hands. Tru thought for a moment.

"No," she said. "It's not a bad thing, but I think that killing her is."

"Tru, Tru, Tru," Jack said. "How many times do I have to tell you? I'm not the one killing her. I'm just the one that makes sure that fate plays its part in the circle of life."

"You're killing her," Tru insisted. Jack smiled and walked away. "Jack!" Tru called out. "You're not going to win this one! I won't let you!"

"Yeah we'll just see about that," he yelled back.