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    Masked façade – (Chapter: Meet Jasper)

     

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    "Jasper!" Spencer squealed while running towards a tall, well-built guy with dirty blonde hair and sunglasses on. He dropped his bags, and opened his arms right as Spencer jumped in for a hug.

     

    "Spencer! I haven’t seen you in forever!" he said unwrapping his arms around her. "You definitely look hotter then the last time I saw you," he said looking at her up and down. "So have a lady yet?" he nudged her with a smirk.

     

    "Ashley!" she called. I made my way towards her and Jasper, and something about him just seemed odd.  "Ashley, I want you to meet my cousin Jasper. Jasper, this is my girlfriend Ashley," she said using hand motions. Jasper must have been around 6 foot 3 inches because he towered over my 5 foot 4 inch self. I could definitely tell they were related because they had very similar facial features. He was basically the male version of Spencer. I still prefer girl Spencer though.

     

    "So you’re the lucky girl that gets to go out with my stunningly beautiful cousin here I see," he said taking off his sunglasses and looking at me up and down. "Damn Spence, you have one smoking hot girlfriend," he said pulling me into  a hug.

     

    "Actually, I think I’m lucky I have her," Spencer said with a suggestive smile. I stepped away from Jasper, then looked at Spencer, and back at Jasper. I guess I didn’t notice it before because he had his sunglasses on, but the moment I saw those blue-green eyes with  a tint of gray, chills ran through my body. I’ve seen those eyes before. I’ve seen those eyes before, and it brought back terrible memories.  "Hey Ash, you okay?" Spencer asked waving her hand in front of my face. "Ash? Are you okay?" Spencer kept repeating.

     

    "I-I’m really sorry Spencer, but I need to go," I said walking backwards. "I’m really sorry. Can you catch a ride back with Alex? It was uhmm ni-nice meeting you Ja-Jasper," I stuttered before turning my back towards them and walking as fast and far as I could.

     

    "Ashley!" Spencer called out. I didn’t turn around. I walked past Alex and Aiden, and they too were calling my name. I could hear Spencer running towards me, but I still didn’t turn around.

     

    Lucky for me, I drove to the airport, so when I got to my car, I quickly closed and locked the doors. I searched for my phone in my bag and immediately called Rico. "Rico Moretti speaking," he said into the phone.

     

    "Rico, this is Ashley Davies. He found me. You have to help me," I said in a breath. My hands were sweaty, and my breaths were fast.

     

    "Ashley, I need you to calm down. Do you know for sure he knows who you are?" he asked in a calm voice.

     

    "N-No. No. He didn’t show it, but his body shape is very similar."

     

    "There are a lot of guys built similar Ashley. It can’t be him. He wouldn’t be able to find you. Mandy Monroe is dead," he interrupted.

     

    "I know it’s him Rico. I don’t know if he know who I really am, but I know it’s him," I repeated with my fist clenched.

     

    "And how are you so sure of this?"

     

    "His eyes Rico. They’re the same eyes I saw that night, and not a lot of people have blue, green, and grey eyes." There was silence on the other end of the line. "Rico are you still there?" I asked.

     

    "Ashley, get home now. I’ll call Kyla and get some agents to go home with her. Lock all your doors and don’t answer the door. I’m on my way to Ohio now."

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