Ellen lay on the bed with her face to the ceiling. How could anyone try to hurt her? She wondered who it could be that was doing that. She thought of what would have happened if her kids were at home and how she would have been able to handle it all by herself. She was acting tough, but she was grateful that Varian came by. As much as she wanted to act tough, she realized that she could only do it momentarily.
She only had one fear in mind; she hoped that she had not lured the victim here where the damage would be worse. Her mind began to think of all the possibilities. Was this the original plan? Was she supposed to lead the prep here so they could execute the filling plan? Did she make an error by coming out here?
The wheels in her head were spinning, and she felt her head throb. Her
