'Why did I say yes?' she thought, 'I knew I should have said no. The propostition wasn't even something she was interested in. It must have been his eyes. He looked so trustworthy.' she looked down at her cat.
"This is your fault Mr. Whiskers." Sometimes she didn't use his whole name because she couldn't remember it all. "I trust you and you guys look so much alike that I just trusted him as well!" The eyes weren't the only thing her cat and the semi-mystery man had in common. Her kitty had blond hair and moved in the cool swift way the new man in her life did.
"Oh, Jahosaphat." She grabbed a blanket and pulled it over her head. "What did I do?" She wailed aloud.
CRASH! Jeanette sat straight up. 'What was that?' With the blanket still wrapped over her head she slowly stood up. She reached in her pocket. Thank goodness she still had that mace. She walked towards where the noise had come from and saw her window had been smashed. The cold Chicago wind blew in her face as she reached down and picked up a rock. A note had been attached. The note was written using newspaper letter clippings.
"You wIlL DIE! Don'T tHINk you woN't! DO it and YoU'Re DeAD."
Jeanette passed out.
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