Ella sat in her car, sipping coffee from the cup she’d just picked up at a nearby café. She took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts as she prepared for another day of work. She had been juggling so much lately, between her promotion, her boys, and the revenge she was executing against Ethan and Tania. It was exhausting, but she couldn’t afford to stop now.
As she put her coffee down and reached for her keys, a strange scent hit her. A strong, unfamiliar perfume. She frowned, her instincts immediately on high alert. Brushing it off, she started the car and began driving toward her office. But something didn’t feel right.
As she glanced in the rearview mirror, her blood ran cold. A knife pressed against her throat, and behind her, Crystal’s cold eyes stared back at her.
“Drive,” Crysta
