Kendrick had Mikayla released and her phone tossed back to her.
"Call her now. If her story doesn’t match yours, you can choose: a cage, an icebox, or the fire pit."
Mikayla dialed Kinley's number. The moment the call connected, she blurted out, "Kinley, it's me, Mikayla! Didn't you tell me that Carla was the one spreading lies about you?"
"Put it on speaker," Kendrick ordered.
Not daring to disobey, Mikayla turned on the speakerphone. Kinley's cold, indifferent voice came through.
"I don't know you. What are you talking about? If you keep harassing me, I'll call the police."
Panic seized Mikayla. She practically lay prostrate on the floor. "Kinley, how can you not know me? It's Mikayla! You were the one who told me Carla was smearing your name! How can you just deny it?!"
Silence f
