NO ONE KNOWS ANYONE!

strings attached.

Three days passed.

Three long days without Lisa. Her silence was louder than any argument we could’ve had. No texts. No calls. Just a black hole where love used to live.

But Jenna? She wasn’t done with me.

She called late at night. I didn’t answer.

Then a message: “I’m outside.”

I opened the door and there she was. In a red dress, drenched from the rain, eyes wild like someone running from something... or someone.

“I can’t go back,” she whispered, stepping inside uninvited again. “He knows about you.”

I shut the door behind her. “Who?”

“My husband.”

My heart sank.

“I never told him,” she continued, removing her soaked heels. “But he watches me. Always has. And now he’s watching you too.”

I sat down, trying to breathe. “Why are you here, Jenna? What do you want from me?”

She walked up, kneeled in front of me. “I want you to help me disappear.”

My phone buzzed it was Lisa. First message in days:

“We need to talk.”

One woman wanted me to help her escape.

Another wanted to know if I was worth forgiving.

And me?

I was stuck in the middle of a fire I helped light and now it was spreading fast.

Outside, a black car idled across the street. unmoving,watching.Something told me this was only the beginning.