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Page 3 of Killer Notes

Poor Laney. She must hate me.

I should have fired her when I had a chance four months ago after Ron first hired her as my personal assistant, but my guilt ate at me because she needed a job. Too late now.

I feel like it’s all my fault that she was attacked as she was coming out of a bar alone. She didn’t see who beat her, and the cops have no evidence other than Laney’s word, her bloody split lip, a black eye, and the note.

“What did the note on Laney say?” I ask, cutting off Ron’s tirade while Bobby picks up the polish bits before the argument escalates.

“Are you sure you want to know?” Ron looks around, presumably looking for his assistant. He shakes his head, mumbles something under his breath and takes out his phone.

“Yes,” I say with reluctance, as my bandmates crowd around me.

“You asked for it.” Ron taps the screen and passes me his cell.

The scrolly script is the same style as on the notes sent to me.

Not so Beautiful Raven,

I heard your song on the radio the other

day and I couldn’t help touching myself.

I stroked and stroked until I came from

the words you sung to me personally.

You made me feel so special and adored.

But I then saw you with HER. Touching HER.

Laughing with HER. She doesn’t deserve

your love or focus. And I know she has to go.

With every betrayal cutting deep into my soul,

you deserve to be punished. I’ll show you.

I told you. You are mine, and that’s

not a lie. But you will learn soon enough

because next time, whoever touches you will

die. And you won’t see me coming.

Be prepared for your punishment.

Danny. You. Are. Mine. Forever.

Your Love

All the air leaves my lungs in one harsh breath, as crushing guilt slices through me like a machete. I wrap both arms around my middle, trying to alleviate the pressure building in my chest, and I swallow down the bile rising into my throat.

“Who is this sick fuck?” Bobby hisses, stepping back as though the words are poison.

Because they are. Each letter pricks my brain like the sharp thorns of a thistle plant.

“It’s so strange that they used Raven in the beginning but ended it with Danny,” Callum chimes in, a deep groove cutting into his forehead.