Page 51 of Sincerely, Butterfly

“Don’t even try to convince me not to do this. This was your idea in the first place.” I point a finger at him.

“I was joking!” He throwshis arms in the air.

“Joking or not, it was the exact solution to my problem. Now, I’m putting that plan into action. So you can stand by me, or against me.” I cross my arms.

He lets out an exhausted sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose and tipping his head back. “I should have been more careful about what I wished for,” he mumbles. “Fine,” he sighs again. “Fine. Do your thing, have fun with it. I’ll still help when you need me,” he reassures.

“Thank you, Daddy!”

“But!” he says. “I will not budge when it comes to making sure there is no evidence that could reveal you as this killer.”

“Of course.” I nod.

He shakes his head. “I’m going to make myself a drink,” he mutters.

“I love you!” I throw myself at him, giving him a big hug before he can leave. “You’re the best dad ever.”

“No need to butter me up, you got what you wanted,” he jokes, making it sound like he’s annoyed with me, but hugs me back. “Be safe. Be careful. And most of all, don’t get caught.”

“Duh, what kind of serial killer would I be if I got caught? My dad is the Midnight Shadow. I got this.” I grin, stepping back.

“Mmhmm,” he hums as he steps out of my room and shuts the door.

“Okay.” I spin back around to face Skittles. “Now, should I wear a wig, or no?”

I’m sitting on my bed, laptop in front of me, eagerly waiting for Skittles to locate the guys. They just got back yesterday, but I only managed to get a glimpse of them before they went into Sylas’ house.

They seem to spend a lot of time there lately. After the death of Sylas’ dad last year, it’s almost like they moved in with him.

Skittles has captured Jasper and Wesley going into their own family’s home from time to time, but they always end up back here.

I don’t blame them. Sylas has that whole place to himself and no one to answer to. No one is breathing down his neck.

With his sister attending an all-girls boarding school for the past few years, it’s only been him in that house.

I really need to find a way inside it to set up the cameras. There’s only so much Skittles can capture from outside. Just imagine all the things I’m missing behind closed doors.

Sylas always has a massive Halloween party every year. I don’t go, because well, I hate people, and the idea of being around drunk assholes isn’t my kind of fun. But I could make an exception. It will also allow me a better chance at finding out what girls they’re messing with.

But my main priority is to sneak around and put the cameras up.

For now, I’ll just have to make do with watching from afar from what Skittles can capture for me.

Skittles is currently perched on the tree near the front door. Everything is quiet, just the sounds of the cars on the street nearby.

They all live in the Garden District, just down the street from my house. Having them so damn close yet not being able to get closer is pure fucking torture.

Trust me, I’ve thought about hanging around their places, getting this footage firsthand, but they have cameras around their property.

I want them to think I’m just as fucked up in the head as they are, not some creepy stalker.

I mean, I am kind of being a creepy stalker, but they don’t need to know that.If they caught me watching them, it would fuck everything up.

The point is to be discreet, to blend into the background, to not be seen.

Sometimes I wish we lived next door to one another because one of my bedroom windows has a perfect view into the house to the left of ours.

I’d much rather see one of my guys walking around naked than eighty-year-old Mr. Petters.