The Devil Wears a Smile
Anna sat curled up on the couch, a blanket draped around her shoulders. The morning sun spilled through the living room windows, but it did little to warm her. Her mind kept racing. Thoughts of Noah, Daniel, Isabella, and Juliet collided like storms in her head.
Her phone buzzed.
Unknown Number: “Check your doorstep.”
Her pulse quickened. She ran to the door and opened it slowly.
There, on the welcome mat, was a plain manila envelope. She looked around—no one in sight.
She crouched down and picked it up, her hands trembling.
Inside were printed emails and voice transcripts. Some were from Juliet, instructing Isabella to lie. Others were from Isabella, begging for more time and money. And one—one chilling message—was a voice recording.
"Make sure Daniel never
