"Christ..." Amanda shivered as the note along with the envelope slipped from her trembling hands. "How did they find out about my plans for revenge?" She asked, her voice barely audible in the stillness of the room.
Her mind raced with thoughts and a terrifying one crept into it.
"Am I being watched?"
"Oh my God," Amanda panicked, her breathing fastening as she imagined hidden cameras watching her every move.
Anxiously, She scanned the sitting room, her worry growing every second.
"There's nothing here," Amanda muttered, her breath shuddering as she ran her hands over the top of the television, searching for anything out of place.
There was no sign of invasion or foreign material in any part of the room.This was supposed to give her some kind of comfort, but her sense of dread
