Chapter Two

A week later, the one I asked Hare to kill disappeared.

"It's been such a long time since I've cooked for you! Eat more!" My mother smiles and waves her hand in a gesture of no specific meaning.

I roll my eyes, a smile playing at my lips. "You look happy today." I comment, forking pasta into my mouth.

"Oh, really? I guess there isn't much to worry about!"

My phone buzzes before I can respond. My notifications are bright with messages from my friends. One makes me pause.

Your turn.

I don't even need to look at the name- I know it's from Hare.

I head up to my room, ignoring my mother's protests. My steps shake the stairs, and I slam my door behind me, throwing myself on my bed. I curl up under my blanket, staring at my phone, rereading the information on my target.

Name: Jenna _

Age: 25

Occupation: Singer

I huff, tossing my phone on my bed with a stony expression. Jenna's rather pretty with her red hair, black eyes and her blue earrings.

She's Hare's father's mistress? This is the one who tried to seduce Hare? The woman who abused his mother?

The person I need to murder?

I throw my phone onto my bed, closing my eyes. "Why did I agree?" I groan, resting my forehead onto my arm.

It's been five minutes, and Jenna is drunk out of her mind. Maybe I don't even need the pills!

All I've gotta do is pretend to be her friend and then lure her to the warehouse a kilometer away from the bar.

She looks like she's sleeping, but I decide she's not. I approach her, and when I'm about to pull the pills out of my pocket, my phone rings. I glance at it, and I see Mom printed near the top.

I answer the call, and sigh with strained relief. "Hi, Mom."

"Zach, it's late! Why aren't you home yet?" Her voice blasts into my left ear. "Your uncle and I got some free time today and wanted to give you a surprise. We made a lot of food and it's all waiting for you."

I glance back at Jenna, who naps soundly.

"Alright. I'm coming back." I say brightly, and I'm glad my mother can't tell I'm faking it.