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Hockey Swingers Club

Chapter 11

Aly was back at work finally, but she still had Maddy's death in the back of her head and wondered what really happened to her. Her bosses said she could take all the time she needed and to return when she felt up to it, but Aly felt a distraction was the best way to go about things. She was behind the camera at MLB Central, awaiting to go on air when she received a text from an unknown number.

"You will never find out who killed Maddy. I'm already planning my next victim."- Unknown

"Who are you, you sick bastard!? You killed one of my best friends!"- Aly

"That does not matter. Maddy denied me, and now, no one can have her. Everyone from that stupid club is on my agenda."- Unknown

"Are you a member!? This is disgusting. You killed an innocent girl. Tell us who you are!"- Aly

"Never! Now, get to work before your bosses find out."- Unknown

Aly was now officially spooked. Whoever this person was, knew her job and is planning to strike again. She informed her bosses, citing a fake family emergency and rushed back home to Rye. Whatever was happening, was officially scaring her and she needed her husband. Chris was in the living room when he heard the door, "Hello?"

"Chris!? Where are you!?" Aly yelled.

Chris ran into the foyer and saw his wife, "Baby? I was getting ready to watch you at work. Why are you home!?"

"Whoever killed Maddy...it texted me from an unknown number. It said they are planning their next victim and said everyone from the club is their radar. We have to call the police and they need to unblock this number. They even told me to get to work. Chris, they know who we are," Aly cried.

"It's going to be okay. I will call the police and you call everyone to come over. We need to stop this person now," Chris said.

About thirty minutes later, the police and all the members of the club had come over and almost everyone stated that they received a message from the unknown person as well, worried that the person would strike again very soon.

"Mrs. O'Halloran, where is your husband? We need his testimony as well," the police chief asked.

"James is in bed with a nasty cold. His best friend from California was visiting this past weekend and they went hunting, but he caught a bug," Lori replied.

Aly adored Lori, but she had a feeling there was some sort of lie. She excused herself to the bathroom and when she peeked through the window, she was beside herself. She saw James texting someone from an old flip phone and was shocked because when they all last hung out, he had an iPhone. Was James the killer and stalker!?

Once everyone had left, Aly went back downstairs. She saw her husband, "Chris...it IS James. I know it."

"What!? No, that can't be," Chris said.

"Baby, he was upstairs texting someone on an old phone when we know he has an iPhone, plus he wasn't here with any of us and the cops. He doesn't have a cold...James killed Maddy," Aly added.

Chris held his wife, "Baby, you can't make assumptions. Come on, let's go lay down and watch a movie."

"NO! I know James killed Madison and I will prove it, I promise," Aly insisted.

James' fun and games are just getting started...and he will make sure no one knows his secret.

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