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crazy. A warm puff of air against my ear pimpled my skin with goosebumps of pleasure, till I felt like I was on fire.
    Suddenly, we were jolted from our ecstasy by the sound of the creaking door, followed by a familiar voice: “Sky? Are you in here?”
    “Crap!” I whispered. “It’s Aunt Sarah. Hide!” I said, knowing full well how bad it would be if I got caught in a compromising position with Brett in the greenhouse. In fact, if anyone saw us together, we would be busted, and his dad would retaliate by following through with his threats in order to rip us apart.
    Quickly, Brett slipped behind some towering boxes.
    Sarah rushed over to me, visibly upset. “Sky… Oh, I’m so glad I found you!”
    “What’s wrong?” I asked.
    “I just… You can’t be in here by yourself anymore.”
    “Why, Aunt Sarah? What’s going on? I always work by myself, and—”
    “No, you don’t understand. It’s Macy Jones. Sh-she was… He strangled her!”
    I gasped and held my hand over my mouth. “Macy? Are you sure?”
    She nodded and answered, with trembling lips, “C’mon. You’re leaving right now, plants or no plants.”
    “I only have a couple things to do here, and then I’ll come straight back to the apartment,” I insisted, hoping I’d have a chance to say goodbye to Brett. 
    Aunt Sarah was going to have none of that though. “Not a chance,” she demanded. “Now let’s go!” She tugged me by the arm, giving me no choice in the matter. As she pulled the door open, she shot me a worried look. “Something needs to be done. They need to find this killer.”
    “I can’t believe this,” I said. “It’s just…crazy.”
    “Tell me about it. We’re stuck down here, and there’s a serial killer on the loose. There’s nowhere to run.”
    “Why doesn’t Dante let us out of here? I’d sure feel a lot safer on the surface.”
    “He made the rules, and the fool refuses to break them.”
    “A fool? I’ve never heard you call him that before.”
    She shrugged as we walked briskly down the corridor. “Maybe you’re getting to me.”
    “I knew you’d see the light sooner or later,” I said.
    A moment later, we spotted Mr. Tams, our governor, and called him over.
    He touched my back gently, as if to offer support. “I’m so sorry about all this,” he said.
    “It’s not safe down here,” I insisted.
    “We’re investigating it as we speak. I’ve got all my best men on it, and I’ve reported everything to the proper authorities.”
    “Investigating and reporting obviously isn’t doing any good, Ted. Three girls are dead!” my aunt snapped.
    “We’re searching everyone’s quarters. I will get to the bottom of this. I assure you of that.”
    “Who’d wanna do this anyway?” I asked. “I mean, what’s the motive? Humans are rare these days, yet somebody’s trying to wipe out the young ones. It doesn’t make any sense. We have to figure out who he is and lock his ass up.”
    My aunt’s gaze drifted over to a gathering of sobbing adults nearby.
    “I have to go,” Mr. Tams said. “If you ladies will excuse me…” And with that, he scurried off, without so much as another word of explanation or assurance. 
    Rachel saw us and hurried over. “Did you really think that was going to do you any good? Talking to him?”
    I blew out a breath. “No, not really.”
    Sarah looked at my friend and asked, “Rachel, would you like to come over and visit for a while? I don’t want you out here by yourself.”
    “Sure. I’d love to,” she said, and the three of us walked toward our apartment. 
     
    Chapter 11
     
    My aunt took us back to the apartment, where she felt we’d be safe.
    Rachel and I went to my room, because my cousins were playing, being louder than a bunch of freight trains. We sat on my bed, feeling somber and sad, grieving yet another loss.
    Rachel hugged me, and I cried in her arms.
    “We’ve gotta catch him,” I said, “before he hurts someone else.”
    “We don’t