Touch in the Worlds - Return to the Beyond

Here goes with another chapter!

Caitlin, this chapter is for you, my fave girl!

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"I hope you had fun today." My mother said as she folded the dress I'd worn.

"I did, Mom. Really, I did," I said as I turned to look at her from my desk.

She smiled softly then walked to where I was sitting, placing a hand on my shoulder and raising her eyebrows at the book in my hands.

"You're reading New Moon?" she asked and I flushed, shrugging at the paperback with the falling feather on the cover. "I didn't think you liked these books anymore. Please, don't tell me that phase is coming back." She grinned.

"It's not. I just...I think I've found a new perspective to the characters." I said, flicking the pages rapidly. She paused and gave me a weird look. "Well, you should let the author know; her worst critic is having a change of heart," she turned and walked out of my room, shutting the door gently.

The smile slowly slid off my face.

"They got away," the man rasped into the burner phone.

You fool, she hissed, making him shudder.

"The girl's good. You should've seen the way she pushed the boy out of my way. The next time you send me to off someone, tell me they're kung fu warriors." The man said his irritation showing.

Of course they're good. I wouldn't have picked them if they weren't. You have to be better than them though. The girl's smart. With her around, the boy's good too. Get rid of them by tonight. I don't want any excuses.

"How am I supposed to do that now? They're probably on high alert."

I do not care how you do it! I want them gone! Gone, do you hear me? I can give you a hint. Go at midnight. They won't be expecting that.

"You're weird, boss lady." The man whistled and he could swear she'd laughed.

I'm going to give you one more hint.

"Yeah, what's that?" the man said, lighting the last cigarette and tossing the box in the backseat.

"Kill the girl first."

The line went dead.

You're being paranoid. Stephan said as I paced around my room.

"Oh please, you totally think I'm right." I snapped.

T, calm down; it was just a drunk driver being a jacked-up -,

"Steph,"

No, you need to sleep and I need to sleep. I'm jet-lagged as hell and if I stand up for one more second I'm going to keel right over and you'll be calling 911.

"It's not 911 here in India, moron." I said.

Whatever, you're going to come over tomorrow, right? He asked.

I bit my lip, deliberating before giving up, sighing. "Fine; but I swear if you try and get me to get you breakfast again..."

I'm your guest. It's your duty. Bring me some dark coffee too.