The first thing I did when I woke up today was read the notifications on my phone. Just as I sat my phone down, it dinged and vibrated on the table. I smiled before picking it up because my phone had never rung this much. So, I wasn't used to it. My smile quickly faded away as I read the text on my screen.

"I know what you did..." I read silently.

At first, I didn't know how to respond, thinking it was just a prank or a wrong number situation. I ignored it for now and continued with my day. The weather was too pleasant to stay inside. Soon the days will end sooner and the weather will be colder. I never cared for the winter or summer months. Spring and fall were my favorite seasons. I enjoyed the rainy days over the hot and cold days. Feeling the raindrops kiss my skin was a sensation I couldn't explain, but I liked it.

I made it halfway through my day, before receiving another text message from that same number. This time it was a video found at a crime scene. It wasn't exactly incriminating, but it showed me using my powers. I remember that day vividly. It was the first time I had brought someone back to life, the son I had suspected of committing the Book Quote Murders. I could only imagine who else had seen the video.

"What do you want?" I asked the person via text.

"I want you to disappear, and never return," they replied.

Surely, this person knew I was helping Jason with all of his recent cases and didn't like it.

"If I don't?" I asked.

"There will be dire consequences, not just for you, but for your friends too," they replied with a picture attached.

It was a picture of Jason, Nikki, and me at Nikki's bar on my birthday. That was the same day I helped Jason with the gangbangers who were meddling in sex trafficking. It was also the first time I used my powers. Maybe this person knew all of this too. I'm left with no choice but to leave my hometown, and finally focus on my future while I figure out my pa

I'm pulled away from my thoughts when more pictures flood my phone. They've been watching me for the last seven years. Every case, every power, all of it. It had been recorded somehow. I wasn't careful enough. This is what Jason warned me about. My greatest strength has become my biggest downfall.

I grabbed the suitcase set from my closet and started packing up all 28 years of my life. If this is what I have to do to ensure my friend's safety, I will leave everything behind. I put all of my clothes in the larger suitcase and my papers with vital information along with small decor items in the other. After grabbing my necklace, which is hanging from the mirror on my dresser, I put it around my neck, before walking out the door.

Once I'm in the kitchen, I write a letter for Nikki and Jason, then hang it on the fridge with a magnet. Though I don't tell them why I'm leaving, I did tell them how I will miss them in my absence. That I didn't leave because I wanted to but because I have to. When it was safer for everyone, I would explain more. I kept it simple and sweet.

"Time is ticking, Amira," the person texted.

The creep didn't even have the audacity to spell my name right. I let out a defeated sigh before placing my copy of the house key on the table, I rush out the door and down the stairs. It wasn't until I was in my car, listening to the music play and feeling the wind blow on my face, that my emotions took over. At first, I was feeling sad and crying then rage and anger consumed me. When the rain began to fall, I could feel the damp drops fly through my window. I'm suddenly calm and able to think straight.

That's when the thought hit me. The only way this person would have this much knowledge about me is if he knew the people I keep around me. Then there's their knowledge of the crimes I've helped Jason solve. Only someone who worked within the precinct would know these things, and gain access to every crime scene. I quickly pulled the car over to the side of the road and began questioning myself.

I already know what they want, me out of the way. With me out of the way, that's how they win. They were going to hurt Nikki and Jason if I stayed or not, it's just a matter of when they would strike. Then I had to ask myself who would gain anything from them being gone too. It was on the tip of my tongue. What was I missing?

I checked the text messages again. The final text held the biggest clue. I only knew one person who spelled my name that way. It was her. I should have seen it from the start. She never liked me, that was clear. It all started with her spelling my name wrong on my name tag.

I closed my eyes and concentrated on where I wanted to be, picturing myself in Jason's office. When I opened my eyes, I saw Jason and Nikki being held at gunpoint. The person holding the gun is Jason's partner I replaced.

I froze everyone in the room, before taking away her gun and handcuffing her. My decision was still final. I was still leaving. I couldn't risk being discovered or putting my friends in harm's way. I free them by freeing myself. If I am to live among the normies, I have to learn to live with myself. I have to find my biological parents.