Weeping Willows: A Thrilling Mystery Novella (Dark Desires Book 1) by Zak Khan

on the couch the next morning at Uncle
Frank’s tea, Suzie recalled her ordeal with them, tearful and
pleased that her uncle’s perseverance had saved her life. She told
them that Jeremy Cole had not revealed anything much about himself.
She discussed how he’d bragged about killing Melly and her parents.
The telephone rang as Uncle Frank rushed to answer. They all felt
anxious awaiting the news that he’d been caught. Uncle Frank
returned informing them that the police had called to warn them
that Jeremy Cole was still at large.
     
    The search for him had hit a dead end. The apartment
he’d occupied at Rosewood Creek had been cleaned out, his office at
the university as well. They’d checked thoroughly, the identity he
was using was false, the real Jeremy Cole was killed 5 years
ago.
     
    This man, whoever he was, had covered his tracks
very well. Suzie and family felt incredibly alarmed, they prayed
that somebody would come forward as pictures of the man had been
put up from Rosewood Creek all the way up to the city of London.
Every T.V station was covering the man hunt too.

 
    - Chapter 20 -
     
    London, bright and bustling with its beautiful
buildings. The Big Ben Westminster Abbey, the bridge hummed with
its unique beat and vibe. The sidewalks packed to capacity as
people headed about their business. This city was alive. The man in
the black leather jacket pulled up his sleeve as he glared at his
wrist watch, his dark brown hair brushed back neatly, clean shaven
face and dark sunglasses, standing at the bridge casually surveying
the scene. He felt relaxed, London had always been one of his
favorite cities. It was a shame, he would be leaving. He picked up
his bag as he headed towards the airport, he’d be at Heathrow
really soon.
     
    The sky looked blue, a bright
vibrant blue as the airplane left the runway. The flight to New
York wound land in about 8 hours. The man removed his sunglasses,
smiling at the air hostess with twinkly green eyes as he accepted
the champagne on 1 st class. Putting on his headphones he sat back
closing his eyes and he settled down for the flight. A while later,
he awoke to the airhostess leaning over him, “Sir, could you please
fasten your seatbelt? We will be landing soon.” She said. He smiled
and proceeded to do so.
     
    He was free.
     
    He’d done it again.

 
    - 12 Months Later -
     
    The Big Ben chimed in the distance. The girl looked
out through the huge windows of her apartment building and stared
at London, the strange sense of bliss resonated within her as she
watched the stream of people make their way over the old bridge. It
made her feel safe. Being in the big city with people all around
her, it was comforting. She changed a lot since she left Rosewood
Creek. She’d slowly began to come to terms with all that had
happened, drowning herself in a large city was what she really
needed. People in every apartment gave her the feeling of
security.
     
    The only way to keep her sanity and break free from
her personal prison was to venture out into the beautiful city of
London. She’d built a little life here now. She was finally picking
up the pieces. Surprisingly Uncle Frank and Aunt Lizzie were
graceful enough to make the move with her. They too rented the
apartment right next door to her.
     
    Suzie knew they did it for her and a part of her
felt guilty. They were family now. She took a deep breath inhaling
the scents from the open window when her doorbell buzzed. Suzie
looked out the peephole. The young man at the door was Miles, their
building manage, “Special delivery, ma’am” he said politely. Suzie
unlocked the door, taking the long white box in. This was probably
a gift from Uncle Jonathan from New Zealand. He’d taken to sending
her presets almost ever alternate month. He sent her beautiful
things, scarves for winter, hardcover books, clothing and even
perfume. Suzie smiled thinking about it. Closing the door, she
opened up the box, inside lay a red rose