A's POV (from this morning, before Spencer got kidnapped and after the jewelry was stolen)
I was sitting in my layer, reading this morning's paper. Too bad for Spencer and the rest of her family. Who would have thought someone as sincere and wealthy as Peter Hastings would steal a bunch of jewelry. And the person would helped him was still out there. People had seen him, but no one actually saw his face. He could be anyone from the Mayor to the principal at Rosewood High. I smiled to myself as I put on my hoodie, ski mask, and voice disguise. I was about to run out when I realized I was forgetting something. I walked over to the desk and unlocked a drawer. I pulled out a silver pistol and attached it to my utility belt. Then I ran out and got into my car. I grinned. This was going to be fun.
The person who helped Peter POV
I ran down the alley ways of downtown Rosewood. I never remembered Rosewood being this bad. There was trash everywhere. Of course this was also the oldest part of Rosewood. No one ever came to this part anymore. Except me. I had been hiding here since people saw me after the jewelry theft. Luckily I was wearing a mask so no could see me. And no one was smart enough to take off my mask. Idiots. I finally stopped running and sat down by a dumpster, thinking. It was lonely out here, no one to talk to. I don't even know when I can come out of hiding. Probably not until this whole crime blows over. But I have a feeling it is going to take a long time for that to happen.
30 minutes later…
I was sleeping besides the dumpster when all of a sudden I heard footsteps. I woke up instantly and got up. The footsteps were getting louder and louder by the second. I looked behind me and saw I couldn't get away because there was a very high fence topped off with barbed wires. I turned back around, not knowing what to do. I could tell the footsteps were a building or two away. If I tried to run now they would see me and chase me. Knowing my luck they would probably call the police while they were at it. The only thing I could think of was to climb to the roof of the building before the person got here. It didn't sound like a well thought out plan, but it was the only plan I had. I took a deep breath and ran towards the building as fast as I could. I lunched my body towards the tall building. For a minute it seemed like I was going to make it. But while I was in midair, I heard a gun fire. Whoever had shot the gun was good at shooting because the bullet went straight through my back. I screamed in pain as I saw the blood gushing out of me. With a bang, I hit the wall and fell to my death.
A's POV
I put my gun down and walked towards the dead body. He had tried to escape me. He thought he could climb up the building and flee me. No one can escape me alive. Too bad he found out the hard away. I shook my head as I got closer and closer to the body. I pulled off his mask which revealed big blue eyes and crisp, autumn hair. This was the man who had kissed Alison and Spencer while still dating me. Ian Thomas. At least he died looking gorgeous. Then I put the mask back on his face, making sure to tuck all of his hair inside. I dragged him by his feet towards the street. It took a while, but I finally reached where I had parked my car. I shoved him in the back seat and drove away to the lake house. Then I laughed to myself. They aren't going to know what hit them.