Text alert.It beggars belief when you see the murderer didn’t have his phone locked. ‘Good way to get caught,’ you chide him silently as you cle...n your fingers. You can see the first message, which simply reads “Are you coming or what?”A sinister chuckle ripples from your throat, and you wince a little. It’s funny, but you can’t laugh anymore, not without it being that echoey, haunting rasp. It seems inappropriate for simple irony. Though, you know. Murder irony. Could be less apropos.Alex:. One of the first, and at 40 she could hold her own against any bar bouncer. She usually had a bite to eat before her midnight shift. She always ate at the Rooster, which was a strange name for a joint that opened late in the morning and closed late at night. The usual waitress was Carla who had worked there even before Hazel was a cop. She was probably in her early 50s but still quite a looker. ‘I like the red hair”, said Hazel when she sat on one of the many empty stools. ‘Thanks. I was. Rhea apologised, of sorts, to Abi but I neither expected nor received one. She was in a furious mood all afternoon and after Abi left in her car, I was glad I was able to clean the club. It felt being there on my own but Mum joined me after an hour and I took a ten minute break with an ice-cold lemonade."You need to be more careful and discreet if you want Abi to stay the night again," she warned. "You left your bedroom door ajar. I shut it when I went to bed."I froze for a moment and buried. “To Rina, yes,” she said.“Oh,” he said.“Yes oh! Owen why didn’t you tell me?” she said.“Abbs, there have been so many mess ups that if this didn’t work out I didn’t want to have you all upset and whatnot in the afterglow,” he said.“But they’ve been dating for the past month, fairly regularly if I have it right,” said Abigail. “Why haven’t you said anything since you must’ve been aware of your success?”“Actually, I haven’t been aware of it. I knew they’d talked and had a date, but only one I was.