Chapter 64
"My, your mouth is every bit as filthy as Allison’s," the woman remarked, her voice smooth and unnervingly calm.
"My mouth has nothing to do with who the hell you are, or why you're standing in my living room!" Sarah snapped, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird.
"My name is Selene," the woman offered, as if that simple name should explain away her intrusion.
"I don't care if you're the Queen of England—how the f**k did you get into my house?" Sarah’s knuckles were white as she gripped the nearest heavy object. Every door was locked; she was sure of it.
Selene didn't flinch. "I teleported, naturally."
Sarah blinked, the absurdity of the words momentarily stalling her anger. "You... what?"
"Te-le-por-ted," Selene enunciated, drawing out each syllable wi
