Courtney´s Pov
After seeing the message, i walked again into the house, the living room, and then took Bridgette par the arm. I told her that she had to leave her home, that it was necessary and for safety.
I waited for her at the backdoor. My uncle had déplacer my car so that i could get Bridgette outta that hell her house was now quickly.
I was wondering why some persons become assassins, when, suddenly, i heard a noise coming from beneath the trees that the backyard had. I tried to stay calm and i concentrated in the noise. It seemed to be steps. I was getting nervous... No one was supposed to be walking near a house where someone had recently been murdered in the middle of the night.

I walked to the trees. Someone hid behind one.
-Hi? -I said-. Is anybody there?

No one answer, but there was another movement. He ou she ou whatever it was the one that was making the noise, it was also walking in circles, staring at me.

I stepback.
-Fine. Im leaving.

I turned around and had started walking already when someone jumped from the darks. I felt to the floor with a strong guy in haut, retour au début of me.
-What the...? -I a dit before he put one of his hands in my mouth. I felt something in my neck, something sharp...

¨Shit!¨-I thought. I was sure this guy was our assassin and now, i was another victim.
His voice brought me back to reality.
-Another word darliing and toi will be pretty dead!!

I shook my head, trying to breath. He let go off his hand.
-Get your hands off of me!! -I shouted.
-Shut up!! -He said. His hand was again over my mouth.
I bit him.
-Auch -He said, letting go off his hand, again-. Look, darling, toi are not in te right position to tell me what to do...

I kicked him where it hurts while he was talking. The sharp object went off my neckand soon he was standing up, jumping in pain.
I smiled, and started running. Suddenly a big hand punched me in the back. I felt down again. I got angry. This jerk had no idea of who he was dealing with.
I turned around and punched him in where i supposed his face was. I felt something soft but hard and then a liquid. He a dit something but i couldnt understand it, i was busy trying to coup de poing him again. This time he took my hand before it reached his eyes. He was on haut, retour au début of me again. I tried to punched his stomach with my other hand. He grabbed it too.
-Calm down -He a dit with a smirk-. Calm down, im not gonna hurt you.
-Yeah, sure... Say it to your knive!

I tried to coup de poing him again but his arms were much bigger and stronger than mine.
-Look, Princess -He a dit smirking. When he looked into my eyes, I noticed his were teal...-. Im not gonna kill toi so why dont toi stop punching me!!!

I tried to punch, him, ignoring his words. I heard my uncle´s voice and steps... Too many steps... I saw lights. He stopped looking at me and looked at the front.
-Shit -He said, before saying sarcastically -. Thanks, Princess.

My uncle arrived and when he realized the weird guy was on haut, retour au début of me he went mad. My uncle shouted too many insults and two other cabs took the guy par the arms.

We walked back to the light. In the light i could see tha guy´s appareance. He was taller than me. With pale skin and dark hair and a green mohawk. He had a lot of piercings and a black chemise with a skull on it. He was a punk... And that punk was staring at me angrily.

The cabs look into the stuff the punk guy had with him. They found an empty wallet and a little but sharp and brilliant knife...
A sharp couteau was the evidence we were looking for. The punk guy was an assassin, our assassin... And i was lucky to be alive.

-Mr. Duncan Hyde -My uncle a dit looking at the ounk´s wallet-. toi are under arrest for the homicide od Mr Calvin Johnson and the imptent of murder of Courtney, this young lady.