Danielle Hayes

No!

Please no! Anyone but him. Goddamnit! Why couldn't he leave me the hell alone?

I read it over and over again, praying that it might just be a prank but I knew, it wasn't.

I couldn't save August from that but maybe I could save Mr. Prescott from him. I couldn't pull everyone into the mess that was created by me.

Should I distance myself from him? Should I resign?

Maybe staying with him, in their house wasn't a good idea. I should have gone elsewhere. Somewhere out of their reach.

But then again, how long will I keep running? I needed to face it at some point.

I will have to face it. Face him.

"Dani? Are you crying?"

Taking deep breaths, I turned around. Loki's gaze locked with mine, as I bent down, matching his height.

"No! I am not."

"You are. I can see it in your eyes." I blinked away. "You were remembering Uncle Aug, weren't you? Are you his friend?"

I sat there mortified as the pain in my chest intensified.

"Tell me."

"Yeah! I am his friend. Infact, his best friend. How did you know?"

"I um..." He lowered his stare. "I kinda have gone through his photos in the desktop."

"Really? When did you see it?"

"Almost an year back." He replied. "Do you miss him?"

"Not a day goes by without it." I smiled, as tears rolled down my cheek.

"I miss him too. But more than me, Uncle Logi misses him more. I have been seeing him. He sleeps in Uncle Aug's room every night." He lowered his head.

"Can you keep it as a secret?"

"I will. You have my word. Pinky promise." He said connecting his Little finger with mine.

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We found Lara taking a nap on the couch in her room. Her assistant soon woke her up as we entered.

Mr. Prescott was back to being his usual self. I thought he would be angry because of that thing two nights ago. But surprisingly he was calm and he didn't talk about it at all.

I really did hope that he would understand.

He just smiled, as Lara's eyes met with his before they travelled down to mine.

"Hey! Found something?" She mumbled, rubbing her eyes.

"Sorry to wake you up."

"I wasn't really sleeping." She shrugged.

Her eyes were red and puffy. She had been crying since then.

"Atlas, the pool boy told us that Oliver mumbled his last words to you. What were they?"

She blinked once before her face turned stone.

"He what? Was he eavesdropping?"

"No! He didn't. But, didn't you think about telling it to us?"

"I- I am sorry. I should have told. He murmured something to me which I couldn't quite understand at that moment except the two words. Blind Dreams he mumbled and smiled. I couldn't help but smile at that and I don't know anything about it too."

"What was his state then?" Asked Mr. Prescott. "Scared? Flirty?"

"I don't know." She gasped.

"But how did that strike you at the right time?" He raised him eyebrow.

"Maybe he knew he was in danger. Maybe, in the vent of my death, open it or something." She shrugged, absent mindedly. "If you don't mind, I need to concentrate on the conference right now."

"Don't worry. We are leaving." I said stepping out right behind him when my phone rung.

It was Phil.

"Hey Phil! Everything alright?"

"Hey Dani! Nah! Nothing is. Noah's response wasn't good and we didn't like it. So, we are shifting him as the suspect."

Damn him!

"What did he say?" I kept my cool.

Mr. Prescott's questioning look made me put that phone on speaker.

"The girlfriend of his... Crystal? Apparently Mr. Bennet blackmailed Crystal and Noah killed him to free her."

"Excuse me?" I was annoyed. "Did he confess that?"

"Not yet." He answered from the other side.

"How can he kill when he was in the yoga studio the whole time?" Mr. Prescott butted in this time.

"His alibi is his girlfriend."

"No! We have Anastasia, Leah, Lara and Atlas by the pool and Noah was nowhere near him. You got it wrong Phil." I almost yelled at him, in anger.

"One of us is wrong. I thought, you should know." He cut the call.

We sighed at once.

"What do we do, sir?"

"We have to keep investigating. Something tells me it's related to the motel we found."

"Inn of Dreams?"

"Yeah!"

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Oh god! Here we were again.

I took a deep breath. I didn't want to embarrass my myself nor shall I want to. I just hope Mr. Prescott had forgot about what happened between us in here.

I quickly hurried to the blinds of the window. Pulling them down, there was a pattern on them. The shadow of it fell on the wall, creating a pattern.

Oliver's last words were Blind Dreams. This was it!

The Blinds.

I switch the laptop on and a pattern appeared on it. I followed the lead of the triangles that were up and down.

Down, up, down, down, up, down.

The laptop clicked, on connecting to the wifi and soon we found the screen.

I looked at Mr. Prescott who nodded at me.

There was a folder accompanied by a video. An encrypted one. I clicked right on the video and it played.

Oliver stood right where I was standing. It was quite in the evening and he looked tensed as he spoke.

"Logan, this is everything you need. There's everything in the folder, required for investigation."

"What-" I started but Mr. Prescott shook.

"I don't know."

"I have found everything on my own. Now, I need you to end this case. Finish it."

He soon dropped some shim into the cup and gulped it down. He didn't look too well.

"I have called Detective Ashford as well. You guys need to work together despite the differences you had."

I observed him. He took alot more shim and swallowed it to focus. Did he hate Taking it?

Suddenly, Lara entered the scene.

"What are you doing?" She asked, sitting down.

"Just some work."

"Turn it off." She said as they kissed.

I turned away and he did the same too.

"We have to stop meeting. I feel bad now. For Leah."

"Leah and I are seperated now." He stated. "She's sleeping with the pool guy." He waved off, shutting down the laptop.

I breathed out.

"What do we do now, Mr. Prescott?" I glanced at him as he crossed his arms, staring back at me.

Just then The motel phone rung. I lifted it only to hear a lady's voice.

"Honey, a guy is running towards your room. Look out!"

I heard the steps approaching toward the room.

"They are here." I said, putting it down.

Mr. Prescott was already barricading the door with he help of a dresser. But that wasn't enough to stop. They barged it, breaking down the door.

A guy dressed in black approached me soon.

"Where's that?" He yelled.

I stepped aside pulling his jacket. He stumbled into the lights that were there and all the lights were put out.

A loud crash was heard as Mr. Prescott threw a man against the head board. I swung a chair at the other making him stumble on the drug table. Shim splattered around.

As the lights turned back on, I found one of them standing right infront of us.

"Die!"

I pulled the laptop with me as Mr. Prescott threw the guy at the blinds, collapsing them all over.

We ran to the door. I took the steps while Mr. Prescott skipped them and jumped directly onto the pavement.

Soon, we reached our office.

It wa dark in there as we stumbled into his office. We slumped onto the chairs as we were bleeding.

Looking at Me. Prescott, I found him eyes closed as he clutched the left of his stomach. Blood stained his white shirt as he fought hard to keep his eyes open.

I ran to the bathroom. Taking a first aid kit, I headed out.

"Help me take your shirt off Mr. Prescott." I said, straightened him. He groaned, struggling to sit up.

"I am fine. It's alright. Get the laptop." He gritted. Oliver's laptop hummed quietly as it lit up.

"That can wait." I unbottoned his collar buttons as he stopped me, with a tight grip. "You are bleeding. That wound needs to be taken care of. Don't stop me."

Lessening the grip, his hands fell to his sides. I managed to pull one the sides down and began examining the wound.

It was a superficial wound but the bleeding was profuse. I started cleaning the wound as he kept staring at the roof. Emotionless.

He blinked twice as the antibiotic touched his skin. Blowing air slowly, I cleaned it up.

I felt his eyes on me as I dressed up his wound.

I headed straight up to the bathroom but his words stopped me.

"Danielle," I stood there, at the edge of the door that lead to the other room, with my back facing him.

"Thank you."

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