The Underated Author Part III

The phone slipped from his grasp as soon as his hands trembled after reading the message, Sirius looked around to see if there was someone watching him. He breathed a sigh of relief when he realized he was the only one here but his body was still shaking from fear, how can he report to it the authorities without getting caught by the suspect? He should have just forgotten about it but it couldn't be erased from his mind, he was surprised again when his phone that was still on the floor suddenly rang. Seeing the caller's id, even though he was still scared, he picked up the phone. "Hello, Mr. Kim." the head editor uttered as Sirius answered his call. "Good evening, sir." the young man hoped that the head editor won't notice his voice was shaking. "I received your email last night, so far the novel you sent me is good. I hope you update as soon as possible." he frowned after hearing what the head editor said.

"I didn't—" a sudden memory flashed to his mind, causing him to stop talking. He saw himself sitting on his swivel chair and leaning against the table while typing something on his computer as he kept adjusting his glasses. He could even recall sending an email to the head editor before passing out: "Hello? "Mr. Kim, are you still there?" His thoughts cut off as he heard the head editor's voice. "I'll send the next chapters once I'm done." he said, imagining the head editor was smiling. "That's good to know, Goodbye Mr. Kim." As the call ended Sirius quickly browsed on his emails to see what he had sent, completely forgetting the incident of what happened earlier. He stopped on his recent mails as he saw the file that he had sent to the head editor, he immediately opened it to find out what he had passed, "The Mystery Killer of the Night?" Sirius uttered as he read the title, he remembered that it was already in his archive and he had no intention of passing it on because the mystery/thriller genre was not his forte. He clicked tha file to open and to read what was in it because he couldn't remember what he had written in it.

(Note: This is a novel that Sirius have written)

"It's up to you to close the shop," Hillary sighed when she received a text message from her boss and immediately put the phone back in her pocket then cleaned the table used by their last customer, closed the door; make sure the window blinds are locked properly before lowering them. After cleaning everything, she changes her clothes into her casual one, grabs her things, then exits the shop using the back door because she doesn't hold the key to the main door; He has a colleague at work. She glanced at her wrist watch, the time was 10:30 indicating that the last trip of the bus passing by their house was near.

She quickly walked to the bus stop and it was a bit far from the shop but she would make it on time, she felt like someone was following him but she just ignored it when she got to the bus stop and the bus arrived just in time so Hillary rode. She ignored the person behind her who also looked tired and came from work. It only took a few minutes for her to arrive at the bus stop near their apartment, Hillary pressed the button to make the bus stop and she did not forget to thank the bus driver before getting off. He realized that he was going to go through the dark alley to their apartment complex again even though there was another way and someone said it was dangerous here, Hillary didn't care because it was close and she had passed through it several times.

Feeling that someone was following her again, Hillary tried to brush the feeling off because maybe she was just hallucinating then she walked quietly down the alley but every steps she took felt heavy as she entered the dark alley and all of the sudden; a hand reached out for her shoulder making her eyes widen and stop walking. "Miss-" "Brother! Don't hurt me and hurt me now because I don't have any money!" she said as she closed her eyes and prayed that she would be saved while waiting for the holdaper to do next but she only heard a laugh so she opened her eyes. Hillary turned to see what's happening behind, a man who almost fell on the ground while holding his stomach was laughing at her. She cleared her throat to get the man's attention so he immediately stood up straight while covering his mouth and preventing himself from laughing again. "I'm sorry for laughing, miss, but I'm not a thief, okay? I'm here to return your wallet." The man explained then held out the hand holding Hillary's wallet.

She stared at the familiar purse that the man was holding, her eyes widened, then she rummaged through her bag and realized that the wallet was not inside. "I saw a man following you inside the bus as if he was taking something from your bag so I didn't hesitate to help you, I know it's important to you." He added, Hillary quickly grabs her purse and said. "Thank you very much, you are a great help to me." She doesn't know what to do if her wallet suddenly disappears because it has her important documents like Cards and IDs, the male responded while smiling. "You're welcome." The girl thanked again and then said goodbye because her parents might be looking for her, Hillary turned again but before she could walk. Something hits her head causing her to lose balance to fall down on the ground and almost blackened out her vision, the man crouched as a smirk slowly painted on his lips, "It's so easy to fool you."

(Note: End)

Sirius can't believe what he just read, as far as he remembers this is not what he wrote because it was from the perspective of the killer but from witnessing the crime, but it seems like a lot has changed? He was busy overthinking as his phone lit up again, another message from the unknown number. "I see you had already been reading it, I'm really impressed with your writing skills, Sirius." he reads, his eyes widened because the killer mentioned his name so he immediately replied. "Why do you know me? Who are you?" He pressed the send button, he also quickly received the message from the killer. "You'll know me soon but for now have a good night, my dear." Sirus couldn't reply again because he was like a being blocked by the killer, he also planned to call him but he couldn't be reached. Sirius stared at his computer screen again because he had something else to do, maybe he could add some chapters or maybe he should just put a scene similar to what he witnessed last night? He doesn't know what got on his mind but he decided not to tell the police about it and also for his own safety.