Chapter 15 " What do you mean ? " " They want me , " José says . " Who ? Who are they ? " " Don't worry , you're safe . " I don't like how he ignores my question . And how can he be sure that I am safe ? " Who is after you ? Tell me , are you some kind of government spy or something ? Do you work for the CIA ? " He sounds amused . " Did Lisa put that in your head ? " My theories sound a bit far - fetched and ridiculous and his words just let me dwell on that briefly . There's no way my brother is an undercover agent , I tell myself . " Yes , it's Lisa . " Admitting it is almost embarrassing . José laughs . " She's cute . " With my fear steadily seeping out of my body , I am getting annoyed by the second . He still hasn't given me any answers . Maybe it's funny that I think he's some undercover agent . Maybe . But he still hasn't said why there are people after him . I echo my question . " I have information on some family that is top secret in a flash , " José responds . " They are angry and they want it back . And they probably want me too . " I'm quiet for some time . Given the nature of my brother's job , I know he finds out a lot of natsy secrets on rich people . Heck , the basis to a detective's job is to figure out what the average person won't know , so this makes a lot of sense . And oddly , this is less scarier than my wild imagination painted the situation . 1/4 Chapter 15 It's just some rich , angry people trying to find my brother so they can bribe him . This won't be the first time . And I know José will stay in hiding until the hearing- whatever one is happening currently- is over . That way , these people are already well in jail before they can bribe him or do anything else . Not like he would take their bribe anyway . My brother is the most honest person I know . I sigh . " I hope it won't take long for it to be over . " " It won't , " he promises me . A feeling snakes its way up , past my spine and I tense up at once . It doesn't help that I think I see a man's shadow pass my slightly open door . It would take me another few seconds to realize that it's fear . José hangs up and the fear settles over me afresh . I know I won't be able to sleep knowing there's probably someone in my house . And so , when I drop my phone on my desk , I slide out of the covers and make my way to the door . At the edge of the hallway , I see the figure of a man dressed in all black . Quite tall , with a noticeable broad back . Calm and quiet , he slips past the edge of the hallway before I can say anything . Say what ? My brain seems to ask me . Call him back ? To finally kill you ? I'm not stupid enough to say a thing . The guy's freaking tall and huge and knowing his skills with locks , that seems like a prelude to other crimes . He could break me in two with minimal effort . As embarrassing as the fact that I could be subdued with little fight is , I agree with my brain cells ' best effort for my self - preservation . I finally get a bright idea which is not to call back the figure that's stalking away . I dash into my room and get the dagger that my brother gave me . I head down the hall , knife in hand and search the rooms . He's not there . His scent is everywhere though , mocking me , asking me to come find him . Something woody and wild , like wild trees … It lingers in my nose as I search the other rooms and closet . I then go downstairs to the living room and kitchen . Nothing . I hear a sound from upstairs and my head snaps up . 2/4 Chapter 15 He must be mocking me . I rush upstairs and continue my search but I turn up with nothing . There's a note on my kitchen table when I'm back . " You might not like danger . But danger loves you . " Now I'm not going to go all stupid and think something like " I am not in danger ; I am the danger . " Because this is a direct threat and all I have now is a dagger I'm not sure I would have the composure to be able to use maximally when faced with a threat . The doors are still locked when I check them . But I have a feeling he's gone . I just know . The man who broke into my house is gone . Was he the one that was watching me in the darkness while Lisa and I were out for dinner earlier ? I don't even have the energy to make any connections . I don't believe José . This is more serious than even he thinks and I need to talk to someone about it . I try calling him , but he ignores my calls again . I call Lisa . Lisa is at my house as soon as she's back from her mother's . It doesn't matter if it's the crack of dawn . She's that dependable . " My brother thinks you're cute . " She pauses in her action of setting her ass down on a couch . There are several questions on her mind , I'm sure . You finally contacted José ? What did he say about your current situation ? When is he coming back ? I'm pretty sure she's burning to ask : Wait , he thinks I'm cute ? But she doesn't ask that even though I can see that she wants to . She just goes : " You look lost . What happened last night ? " with the deepest level of concern in her eyes . And that's why she's the best . 3/4