Scarlett POV:

My first night all alone, no babysitter it feels amazing. I pull up to the club and everyone is gawking at the car. I get out and hand the keys over to the valet boy.

"Make sure nothing happens to this baby, my dad will hunt you down and probably kill you and don't take off with it, believe me he knows where it is at all times."

"Yes ma'am." He takes the keys and gets in the car then drives it slowly to park it for me.

I go right in; I pass all the people standing in line. I know it's wrong to skip line but let's face the facts these people will be lucky if they actually even get in the door.

It feels so weird not having Atticus with me.

I go to the dance floor and dance. I love dancing. I'm in the middle of the second song when a guy about my height comes up to me.

"Hey can we talk?" He gestures to step off the dance floor.

This guy is complete opposite to the blondie that I just killed. Damn I never got his name. Anyway this guy has black short hair and brown eyes. He has a few tattoos down both sides of his arms.

"Why?"I answer him.

He gestures over to an empty table. So I follow him and we sit down. A waitress comes up and we order drinks. I watch to make sure he doesn't try to put anything in my drink.

"I need to ask you about my friend Matt."

"Who is Matt?"

"The guy you were dancing with. You guys went into the alley, but neither of you came back in and I haven't seen him since."

"Why would I know where he is?"

"You were the last one with him."

"And?"

"So what happened?"

"Well not that's it's any of your business but we were kissing. He wanted more and I told him no. I knocked him out and left. I don't know where he is now."

"I don't get it his car is still here but it's like he vanished."

"I did knock him out, maybe he is in a hospital somewhere." I take another sip of my drink.

"No I called every fucking one in town and no one has seen him. I even called the police and still nothing."

"Sorry, I wish I could help you but really I don't know where he is."

"Damn he's not like this. I know something has happened to him. He wouldn't just leave me here and I know for sure he would never leave his car behind."

"I'm sorry about hearing about your friend."

"It's alright I just thought you might know something."

I get up to leave because I don't feel like dancing now all I can think about is his friends' eyes staring back into mine as I sliced him open.

I go out and ask the valet boy to get my car. He brings it around and I get in. I'm at the end of the street stopped at a red light when the passenger door opens and the guy from the club gets in.

"There is no way in hell that this is your car." He looks at me confused.

"Excuse me; get the hell out of my car."

"Look I think you know something, what really happened?"

"I told you, I knocked him out and if you don't get the fuck out of my car I'm going to knock you out." I raised my voice at him.

"Yeah right....look I just need answers. Even if you did knock him out which is very unlikely he would still be in the alley and I'm telling you I know that you know something."

"I take it you're not going to get out."

"Nope." He looks around. "This is a freaking awesome ride is it your husbands, your boyfriend or your pimp daddy?"

"It's my dad's and he would kill you if he knew you were even sitting in it."

"Damn girl, who's your dad? The guy most be loaded."

I don't say anything as the light turns green and I continue to drive.

"So where are we going?"

"Well I was planning on going home but since you're here guess that's not going to happen."

"Come on you don't want me to meet your rich folks?"

"First of all it's only my dad and I'm pretty sure you don't want to meet him. So where do you want me to drop you off at?"

"Can we just hang out; maybe something will trigger your brain and you will remember something? I know Matt can be a jerk sometimes but he is actually a good guy."

This freaking guy is really getting to me. If I can't get him to leave then I will have to make him.

I pull up to "Delaney's Crematory' and drive around the back.

"What the hell is this place?"

"Oh I work here." I

"You work with dead bodies, that's really gross?" He looks at me as if yeah right.

"I'm a license mortician, but you would never have guessed that." I smirk.

"Actually no, not at all."

I get out of the car and go through the back door. I don't wait for him. If he wants to come in that's on him.

"Wait I've never been in a place like this, this is kind of creepy."

"So stay in the car sissy boy, I just got to get something."

But the guy is stupid just like his friend. He follows me in, looking around cautiously.

"What are you looking for, dead bodies, ghost?" I start to laugh again.

"Never seen one. How do you do this? I've never met a girl that does this shit for a living?"

"It doesn't bother me." I go over and fill the syringe with 300mg of Lidocaine. I walk behind him and while he is not paying attention to me because he is too busy being nosey I jab in the side of the neck.

"What the hell was that?" he slaps me angrily.

I step back so he can't hit me again. "Maybe you should sit down." I pull out a chair and he gradually sits as his body seems to be going numb.

"What the fuck did you give me?"

"You keep asking questions, you won't go away. You want to know what happened to your friend. I killed him."

He stares at me and he is fighting to get up but his body won't budge.

"Your friend was an asshole, you are fucking annoying me. Why did you have to get in the damn car? Why couldn't you just drop it and let him go?"

He starts screaming but I laugh because no one can hear him. However I'm tired of hearing it so I grab some Duct tape and tear off a piece and put it over his mouth. "Really like anyone is going to hear you, you dumb ass."

"I hook up and IV and then start to drain his blood into the bucket. Within the hour he is out and I am still draining out his blood, every little single drop.

My phone dings and it's a message from Zane.

Zane: What are you doing at work?

Scarlett: Just taking care of something. I should be home in a few hours

Zane: See ya later then

Scarlett: Ok

When the body is drained, I proceed to pick him up and put him on the slate. I push the body into the chamber and close the door. Two hours later, I clean out everything and head home.

It's a little after one in the morning and Zane is still awake.

"I thought you would have been home earlier."

"I had to take care of something."

"Anything I need to know about?"

"Nope, just work, everything is alright."

I hug him and head up the stairs to jump in the shower.