Hello, Sir. You might recognize me from the bookstore. I would like to chat, if you don't mind.
Just one moment, Mr. Jackson.
I wonder what is taking him so long..
Mr. Jackson knocked on the door and Loxley opened is carelessly.
Loxley knew that he might know about his secret. So he went upstairs to find a good enough weapon to kill him. That would leave him an opening to make a break for it.
3 minutes pass and still Loxley hasn't come down yet. Mr. Jackson starts to get confused. Thinking about going up there he sees something by the corner of his eye.
Mr. Jackson knew he saw something. He saw Loxley running down the stairswith a knife! He started screaming but he was frozen in place. At that moment he could only thing of one thing to do.
He screamed at the top of his lungs. It was a peculiar scream. It was made of fear. The fear of death took over his body. He could think of anything else to do. At that point, Loxley stabbed him in the chest.
Mr. Jackson fell to the floor slowly. His eyes closed as blood led from his chest. It leaked from his mouth and reeked like blood. Loxley started laughing but stopped slowly. As he knew it was time to go into hiding in another country, He went on the run.