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“About your relationship with Graves.”
Stasia shuddered. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her notepad and pen.
Placed them on the table.
Fae leaned forward and put her hand over them. “Hey. You don’t have to – what –”
Stasia looked up. “What did he say?”
“He said Graves attacked you. That there was some sexual abuse. Or that he tried to –”
“That I stopped him from raping me?”
“Yes,” Fae nodded. “I felt sick when I read that. At least he can’t hurt you anymore.”
“He didn’t even remember it,” Stasia said.
“How could he not remember?”
“Because he was so drunk all the time. You know what he was like.”
“Yeah.”
“The thing is – and I haven’t told this to anyone – it was because he didn’t remember, that I decided to pretend it didn’t happen.”
“Stasia, that doesn’t mean –”
“I didn’t even tell Viktor about that.”
“About what?”
Stasia squinted. “He didn’t just try.”
One of the doors behind them opened and a secretary rushed in. “Ms. Dory, you have people – ”
“GET OUT!” Fae shouted. “Unless you want to be FIRED!”
The door quickly slammed behind them.
“You were saying?” Fae asked.
Stasia shook her head.
“Please. Just tell me.”
Stasia looked up. There were no words to tell.
“Oh my God,” Fae gushed. “Just. Christ. And you had to work with him after. God. How did you do that?”
“How did I do what?”
“Well, I mean if it were me –”
“It wasn’t you though,” Stasia said. “It’s never you. Is it?”
Fae raised her eyebrows. “That’s not fair.”
Stasia picked up her pen. She didn’t write anything. She just squeezed it in her fist.
“Hello? Earth to Stasia?”
“I’m sorry,” Stasia said. “I didn’t mean that.”
“It’s okay.”
Stasia peered over the desk. There were a lot of papers. There she spied the hint of blue in the pile. “Is that it?”
“Is – what?”
Stasia pulled out the envelope.
“Oh yeah,” Fae said. “That was in the carry-bag we got given at the door to the theatre. It’s the only item I actually saved.”
“The report didn’t say what was in it.”
“Just a little note from the killer. Nothing that will help us.”
“May I take a look at it?”
Fae checked her phone. “Be my guest.”
Stasia opened the envelope. She took the slip of paper out and unfolded it.
“‘Are you on safe ground?’” Stasia read aloud.
“Yeah,” Fae said snatching the paper off her. “I don’t know. What do you think, Stasia?”
Stasia stopped squeezing the pen. She positioned it vertically and it held it out to Fae. Her thumb lifted to the top.
“No,” Stasia said. “You’re not.”
Click-click.
The trapdoor opened underneath Fae’s chair and she fell screaming into the black below.
ALSO BY CYRUS WINTERS
YOU WON’T FIND HIM
Goodbye Children One
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It's been 20 long years since a night of horror where Detective Jess Antler's 10-year-old brother Billy was abducted. Despite Jess seeing the intruder face to face, neither he or her brother were ever found. After enduring a terrifying adolescence at the hands of her abusive Aunt, Jess has learnt to push away her feelings about her brother, and her drive to find him.
As everyone says, Billy's never coming back. It's time to move on.
However after uncovering Billy's secret diary, Jess begins to unravel the mystery further and discovers shocking truths about her family and what Billy was really mixed up in.
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