It's easy to get away with murder
Urgency. Fear.
This wasn’t how things were supposed to go down. Or more so, Teagan Jameson wasn’t supposed to be Thomas Delacroix. Corina pulled off the plague doctor mask as her heart pounded in her chest.
This couldn’t be.
She was not told. Maybe that was part of the ultimate plan.
If Teagan had been just some random woman, she wouldn’t have cared. She could plead a case of self-defense. Woman against woman was a slap on the wrist if caught, but anyone against a minority was a hate crime.
Under the new law, a hate crime conviction meant a death sentence. No questions. No appeals. The sentence was carried out straight from the courthouse.
The day the law went into effect, a white man was on trial for killing a Black woman; they charged him with a hate crime. The moment the jury found him guilty, they led him to the gas chamber not even an hour later.
Teagan wasn’t a hate crime, but no one would ever believe her murder was a hit. She was a minority. Corina would face the same fate as that white guy on day one.
Witnessing Teagan’s transformation as art displayed in the gallery prompted Corina to skip out of the event. While inside, she wore a mask because she knew she was not welcome at the event.
Her mask—her calling card to the murders on the list.
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