The next day at work I ran into Jordan.

"Hi, Jordan," I smiled

"Hey Devan. What's up?" She asked me

"Not a lot. Can you help me on this one case?" I asked, innocently

"Sure."

We went to the crypt and I explained me so called problem. While she was helping me, I tried to figure out how I could… get rid of her. Jordan is very smart so I'd have to be very careful and sneaky. It's even harder that her boyfriend is a police detective; A very hot, strong, nice police detective. I would need to get her alone; Alone and somehow vulnerable.

"Devan!" I heard

"Yeah?" I replied, coming out of my thoughts

"You with me? I called your name like 3 times," Jordan said a little annoyed

"Sorry, I'm not feeling too well today," I lied. I went back to my office to finalize my plan for tonight.

After getting my things together to go home, I stopped by Jordan's office. She was on the phone, but the conversation was wrapping up. "I'll see you in a little while…I love you…bye," She hung up the phone and continued her work.

"Jordan?" I asked, poking my head in her office

"Yeah?" She replied, looking up from her infrequently done paperwork.

"Will you walk to my car with me? I like having someone to talk to," I told her

She looked at me for a minute and then got up and came with me. We got to my car and I went behind her, pulling the cloth out from my pocket and surprised her. I put it over her mouth and nose to make her lose consciousness.

Jordan's POV for the time being.

I woke up and looked around. I was in a warehouse. It was dark out but I could see moon light coming in the windows. Listening, I could hear water. Did Devan do this? Or was she taken too? Well whoever did it, wasn't too smart. I'm not tied up. I got up and started for the door, quietly. From behind me, I hear a voice. The voice of evil

"Where do you think you're going?" She asked me

"Devan?" I asked in disbelief, turning around to see her holding a gun.

"You can't leave. I have to kill you," She told me as simply like she was telling me it would rain tomorrow.

I ran, in the dark, to an area behind boxes and a cement column while she shot twice, missing me thankfully. Just then, I realized she didn't take my phone. I called Woody and in five seconds I told him I was in a nearly empty warehouse near water. Before I could say anything else, Devan was shooting at me again and I dropped the phone to run to a new hiding spot. From what I could tell she shot once leaving her with three bullets left. From my new hiding spot I asked her "Why do you want to kill me?"

"Because I want Woody. In order for me to get him, you have to die. I will never be able to have Woody if you are around," she told me

"You won't have Woody. Even if you kill me. He doesn't love you and if you kill me, you will be put in jail," I explained to her

"But I am a medical examiner. I can manipulate the evidence, Jordan. They won't know it was me."

I could tell she was close to me so I ran from my hiding place to find a new one. She shot again. The first one missed but the second one clipped my right leg. Pretty badly too, it really hurt. I fell to the ground and she came up to me and squatted down to be at my level. At some point, I don't remember when, I had started crying.

"It's too bad I have to kill you," She told me, pointing the gun at my head "You are really smart and I kinda liked you."