The tiny park was almost deserted. Boundary walls, lawn, play area. Two toddlers throwing sand at each other, their mothers or nannies chatting next to them, strollers put aside; Nobody else – not even a gardener or dog or cat.
But the note had been emphatic: “Be there at 1 pm. At 1:14, you will get the scoop of a lifetime.”
I fidgeted and glanced at my watch. 1:14 pm. suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder. I shuddered to look behind. I felt a cold breath on the nape of my neck as I turned.
There was a tall, strange looking man in front of me and he had a scar on his left eye right down to his cheek. He said he had a package for me and I was to open it immediately. He left right after handing the package.
I was terrified to open the package. I breathed heavily and mucked up the courage to open it. What I saw was astonishing. There was a bloody note in it, which said “if you want to live do as I say otherwise you won’t live to see another day”.
Who are these people and why are they after me? I thought. Why was I of any interest to them? I am a simple guy living a simple life. How did I get on their radar? I could not understand. But if I wanted to live I had to follow their instructions and play along for the time being.
The note also said that I had to do the following things:
– Find out where Ryan Marshall lived
– follow him and get thorough with his daily routine
– give all the info to the scar faced man, who will call every day at 10 pm to check in.
I folded the note and kept it in my pocket and headed home. On my way I kept thinking about this situation but couldn’t figure anything. Why was this guy important to them? And why was I told to follow him? So many questions but no answers; I kept walking and finally reached home to see that my apartment had been broken into. I started to call the police but suddenly stopped to realize that it could be them. I entered my house to find that everything was as it was. But there was another note on the table.
It said that – “We are watching you.”
My hands started trembling. And I started to get dizzy, I was sweating profusely. I wanted to cry and hide where nobody could find me. I crawled up in my bed scared and exhausted.
To be continued…