They entered all windows and doors of the apartment and double-locked each one. Each creak of the floorboards fed Emily's pulse a little faster, her senses heightened in the search for anything suggestive of a threat.
As they headed towards the living room again, Emily's phone buzzed. Another strange message. "You have until tomorrow to drop your investigation. Or else."
"I'm going to drop it," came the echo from Alex. The stoops from his expression darkened. "He thinks we're intimidated enough so he can silence us."
"Not that," said Emily, though the fear inside of her was already gnawing. "Not now, because of everything we've fought for."
"Indeed, that's a serious threat," Sarah chartered, her eyes determined. "But it's not going to distract us from our plan at the moment. Next steps
