#####Chapter 52
Anna
"The metallic scent of blood thickened in my nostrils as I stared at the decapitated head in the trunk. The lifeless eyes, once full of arrogance and mischief, now stared back at me in eerie silence. His mouth was slightly open as if frozen mid-scream
I shuddered at the horrific sight. Whoever did this was angry.
Lucas let out a low whistle, rubbing the back of his neck. "Well that's one hell of a way to start the day,"
I swallowed down the bile rising in my throat and turned to the driver. "Who the f**k put this here?" I asked, slightly concerned for the lack of concern in Lucas' eyes.
The man didn't flinch. "I don't know, Miss. The car was parked in the garage all night. No one was supposed to touch it."
Lucas narrowed his eyes on him. "You telling me someone
