She made a quick left turn and entered a narrow lane. The scooter engine roared as she sped through the lane knowing it wasn’t broad enough for the car. Her heartbeat slowed down.
As she blended into the traffic at the other end of the lane she checked her rearview mirror.
Damn! They must have known about the shortcut.
She gave her keys to the valet and rushed into the building housing the detective agency.
Henry was waiting for her at the reception.
“Hire them but they need to be a little less conspicuous.” She said walking into her cabin.
She had been given 10 days. 10 days to get all her affairs in order and say her goodbyes. She didn’t want to leave anything unfinished, becoming a ghost scared her more than dying.
They had refused to believe her and mocked her when she told them about the prophecy. It wasn’t her fault she didn’t have 20 friends.
On the 10th day she called her sister as her time drew nearer. The stars twinkled till the morning sun brightened the horizon.
“I told you it wasn’t so!” Her sister said as she opened her inbox and deleted the email.
She cried to herself as she nicked her thumb in her hurry to clean the red stickiness off the knife. They would be here soon.
She slipped her clothes off and soaked them in a bucket of bleach. Hopefully the stains would come off or she would have no options but to lose them. When the water finally ran clear off her body she turned the shower off and put on a fresh set of clothes.
A car honked as it drove up to her door.
‘Perfect timing’ she thought as she took the cherry pie from the oven.