EROSYNE; HER BODY, THEIR LAB

was shocked but she took a picture. An evidence can save one the stress of over explaining. Evi

IGHTEEN MON

bleach. Girls laughed loudly behind the bar, some too loud, too bright,

ople's sorrow not bring more pain. I hated the fact that I alwa

. I checked her location. She wasn't, maybe she lied to get out of the house. A red dot pointed that she's here, I glance around but she isn't. I zoomed the location tracker and saw that there's another

room. Her face is weak. Her pupils are swollen. Her legs trembli

zzy, stay with me" I called her name frantically but no response. Someone laughed

t had a little too much fu

ith you." I shouted, Jazzy is the only relative I have lef

eats." He said as he stepped out of

He slipped a syringe into his pocket. I wo

shot caught the man slipping a capped syringe

off the floor, drag

r and bite his leg hard enough to draw blood. Another punched me again on the face. They continued punching me till

taken from me. I borrowed a strangers phone to track Jasmine. She was at a hospital. I thanked

r, my sister was comat

y drugs," the doctors said. "She's just a girl who didn'

not, my siste

asked as my face fell. My evidenc

ll company. Hacked every basement lab that ran on unregistered electricity and bad karma

re I dug, the more I found. Lately dozens of

bs are passed through offshore accounts, buried in fake clinical trials. Yet nobody stopped him. To

I had it wired it with cameras, listening devices, and seven dif

ar, her steps were unsteady. She stumbled on every obstacle. Not minding

soda ran dry. The one who always refilled creeps' drink

er shoes are missing. No not her too. I tracked her every move and mad

s already in motion. I picked the lock with a hairpin and a

I'd bottled since Jasmine's last b

WAR

kitchen, the antidote vial still cold in

I just taps a cracked photo taped to the side of my laptop. Jasmine,

lly said. "She didn't make it." Alesha swallow

. Ryder brings the muscle and the money. Alesha bri

major news outlets. By morning, the press wil

's shoe. Then a micro camera in Alesha 's bra

iding. Ready to drop every file I have to t

k out," she says qu

her chin. "Le

"For J