A while ago, burdened with Abigail’s endless shopping bags, Annabelle made her way through the eerily empty underground parking lot toward Abigail’s car. Abigail trailed behind—then, out of nowhere, masked men burst from behind the parked SUVs, their boots echoing like a drumbeat of doom.
Annabelle stopped, wide-eyed, as shadows lunged toward them.
“What the—” she barely managed before one of the men grabbed her arm in a brutal jerk, yanking her backward so hard she almost lost her balance. Pain shot up her shoulder, and she stumbled, clutching her tote tighter out of instinct.
Now I get it… her mind screamed in panic. This is why Abigail brought me out here. This is her damn plan to get rid of me once and for all!
But before she could even process the thought, a sharp, high-pitched sh
