Author's Note: Bet you guys weren't expecting one more chapter, were you? ;)

Chapter Eight: The Other Epilogue.

I walked out through the King County Prison's main gate and to the parking lot. I quickly took out my 5G PearPhone because I knew I had missed some calls. I saw that I had three missed calls and one voice message. Not good. I played the message back as I got into my car.

"Hey, been trying to call you all morning. Where are you?"

I sighed. I deleted the message as I roughly inserted the key into the ignition. I turned the engine over and looked into the rear-view mirror back at myself. I could see the wrinkles forming on my forehead and around my eyes. No doubt from all this stress. "You're going to get caught one day, Benson." I told myself.

I drove through the mild traffic and made a call when I was half-way home. Luckily, the person on the other end picked up.

"Hey, babe. Sorry I missed your call, I went to the office to pick up a few things for this stupid marketing ploy my company hoisted on me. I'm just leaving the office now, want to grab lunch together?"

A reluctant reply and a few more minutes of driving later, I found myself eating a light lunch and sitting across a beaut of a woman.

"Carls called this morning. She wants to go to Shoreline Beach Park with us this weekend. Think you can get out of work long enough to chill?"

Usually around this time of year, Carly would call us up to hang out. As a distraction. Three years ago on this date, Richard Puckett was sentenced to life in prison.

"Yeah, I don't know, the marketing thing might take up some time," I lied, knowing full well that my work load was rather light since I was also attending college full-time. "We'll see how it goes." I never really liked being around the two at this time of year. It was more of a "girls bonding time" than anything, so I liked to stay out of it. Besides, I could use some time to myself.

The blonde beauty sighed, disappointed. "...'kay." she responded, despondent.

"I see you're finally getting around to wearing that ring," I noticed, changing the subject. The blonde looked at her ringed finger and we shared a smile. "It looks good on you."

From the outside eye, the two of us looked like a couple madly in love with one another. Truth be told, that girl was the most important thing in my life. And I would've bet a million dollars that she felt the same way about me. Only God knows I would've been a million dollars in debt if I had taken that bet that day.

Author's Note: So there is a sequel. Its prologue should be up now if you'd like to give it a read. I await to hear what you guys think! Have a great day! :)