rubbed his hand down his face. “I think he killed someone last night. I saw the whole thing.” he quickly blurted it out. Markus stared at me like he was studying my reaction. And I couldn’t believe it. It couldn’t be true. I knew Dean. I knew the true person he was on the inside. It was impossible for him to do such a horrible thing. That could not be real. “Are you sure? What do you mean exactly? Did you actually see this happen?” I asked. “Yes, I’m sure. Positive. But the body disappeared,” he added. “You mean he hid the body?” I asked. “I don’t know what the heck he did with it.” He rubbed his hand down his face and rubbed his eyes as if to make the images from last night more clear. “What happened exactly?” I asked. None of that made sense. A body doesn’t just disappear. “After I left the club, I found him fighting some dude. And there was a chick running away from the fight. Look, I hid behind a wall and watched it all go down. Dean looked pretty pissed.” He paused. “I don’t want to tell you how he killed him Mindy. Just believe me when I say that it did happen. When you came up to me, I was looking for the body. But it was already gone. I don’t know how Dean hid it. It was impossible for him to do it in a matter of seconds...” he muttered unbelieving, “… impossible .” “Are you gonna call the cops?” I asked, still not believing a word of it. “How can I call them? There is no body. I have no proof. And no witnesses besides myself.” He sighed. “They’ll just think I’m crazy.” “Did Dean see you?” I asked. “Yeah.” he responded immediately. “Did he say anything?” I asked. “Not really.” He gave a nervous laugh. “He-uh…when he walked by me, he stopped and looked at me. I dropped to the floor and pretended I was looking for something. After that, he walked inside and you came out shortly after.” Markus said in a shaky voice. “This can’t be real. What are we going to do?” I asked myself as well as him. “I’m going to keep an eye on him.” Markus responded. “What do you mean? Like, follow him around? ” I asked. “Just call the cops.” “Speaking of...are you going to call them?” he asked. “Oh. Ayden. Well, he didn’t really accomplish anything. But, no. I don’t think I’m goi ng to call the cops.” And that was when it came to me. “Ayden saw who he was! He had to have, Markus!” I let out. I had to know who it was, so I could thank him. “I don’t think he’s going to admit anything even happened. You’re not going to find out who it was through him.” he advised. After a moment in pause, “I’m impressed with you. The way you look at the glass as half full in this situation takes a lot.” “Thanks.” I said with a smile. “But really Markus, I’m fine.” I assured him. It worried me that Markus was going to keep an eye on Dean. There was no telling what could happen. “What do you mean exactly when you say you’re going to keep an eye on Dean? Are you going to follow him around or something? Wait until he strikes again? Do you think he’s a serial killer? What if he tries to kill you for seeing him?” I blurted everything before closing my mouth with my hand to keep myself from talking more nonsense. “I have something in mind. A theory, if you will. Weird stuff is going on Mindy.” He stood up and stretched out his arms. “I’m going to get to the bottom of it.” “What? I know you want to be a detective and all but I don’t think you should mess with Dean. Let the cops do it, Markus.” I insisted. “I’d give you the same advice.” he hinted. “What are you talking about?” I asked. “Ayden.” he reminded me. “Oh. I don’t think he’ll bother me again.” I assured him. “By the way…I see the way Dean looks at you.” he said matter-of-factly. “It’s nothing, Markus. I’m sure I’m not the only one.” I said, though not fully believing the