Rosie

We stood there silently until I started to cry. I leaned on Jack, and just cried, I must've looked like a baby but I didn't care. Jack teared up a little bit to saying "It's ok, It's ok," when obviously it was not ok. Kylie was Jacks girlfriend and her cousin was a great friend of ours, especially Jack. They were basically insuperable in elementary school, and where that way ever since. I looked back at Alan's body, and saw something, something that would change everything. A note, next to the stake. I leaned over to pick it up.
"Rosie don't touch that!" He ran over and touched my hand, ever so delicately.
"Why?" I asked him. He picked up the note.
"So I can read it first." He picked up the note and read it.
"To the holder of this note. You have placed yourself on a list of murders. Your fingerprint, which is now on the note will already be transmitted to me by the time you read this. You will kill yourself trying to find me for I have many friends who shall stand in your way, however. There are clues to help you find me! Twelve to be exact. Here is your first clue. Twenty one, fifty eight, sixteen.Have fun running, and remember. I. Am. Everywhere, you can't win." I started shaking.
"It doesn't say that, let me see".
"No Rosie don't touch it, im not joshing you this time!" To late. I had already picked it up. Then I read the note, and started shivering again.
"We need to tell the police about Alan." I looked at Jack.
"Are we in agreement that we find this guy?" I asked him. He nodded his head.
"Let's get started."