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I watched him alight from the taxi and paid up his fare. He seemed brazen but scared at the same time.
He looked around the eerily quiet area and scanned the old building. It used to be a pawn shop but it's abandoned now. The whole area is.
All he had to do was walk right inside the building. That was the instruction I gave in the text message I sent to him.
He did, after minutes of stalling. Again, he seemed scared but also foolishly determined. It was foolish. But it was admirable.
I loved his sick courage. Which was why I anonymously reached out to him to join in my plans of ruining Dawson.
He got to the building and looked around it. I didn't have to show myself to him. It wasn't part of the plan.
Instead, I called his phone. I was watching through the cracked wall
