Whom to trust
Emily
Holding my phone tightly in my sweaty hand, I hurried into the room and shut the door behind me with more force than necessary.
This wasn't good.
I began pacing the room, back and forth, my mind racing as I tried to figure out who had sent the message and what exactly they meant by it.
Oh lord! Please don't tell me its one of those threats these unknown criminals are using to play with me.
I really didn't have the energy for this.
For the past three days, there had been nothing. No texts. No calls. No strange packages.
Not that I'd let my guard down completely.
My family's estate had cameras too. Tight security as well. Yet somehow, someone had still managed to get close enough to leave that disturbing package behind.
But ever since I stepped into Seth's penth
