SHAWN
Bang! My fist slammed onto the wooden desk, the sharp vibration rattling all the way up to my shoulder when I tried Elara’s second number only to hear that short, mechanical beep.
She had blocked me.
The cold realization settled into my stomach, and the phantom feeling of doom intensified tenfold.
I stared at the blank screen, remembering the terrifyingly cold, mocking sound of her laughter over the line just minutes ago. It had been evil—pure, unadulterated evil—and sudden chills broke out across my skin, raising every hair on my arms.
Doom. Doom. The word beat a frantic rhythm inside my skull.
With trembling hands, I dialed Miranda’s number to check in.
After the desperate, intense s*x we had shared on her bed, I had finally wrung a promise out of her that she would spea
