NovelFinishChapter 108 Mersu Through the car window, Evan saw the black sports car, just a few meters away. It was the slicense plate. "Don't panic, follow," he said, his calm voice reassuring."Yes," Gary replied, steadily increasing speed to match the car. Evan relayed the information to Sherry, who would inform the police. He also dispatched Cody for backup.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter about fifteen minutes, the car entered a gated community. Their car couldn't follow."Isn't that Ms. Frost's old house?" Gary exclaimed. Evan's eyes darkened as he watched the black car disappear into the complex. He picked up his phone and called Julian...
I woke up to the acrid smell of gasoline. Gasoline coated my body, hair, and clothes, oily and cold against my skin. I was slumped against something soft, like a sofa, my hands and feet bound with duct tape. It was dark. As my eyes adjusted, I recognized the layout...my living room! My living room with Julian. I'd lived here for years; I knew it intimately.
Who kidnapped me? Why here? I remembered the attack-a nightmare. I thought I'd been careful, but I'd been tricked. I struggled to stand, but I couldn't move. My fingers were useless; my mouth was taped shut.
"Click-clack..." High heels clicked on the floor outside. A small, dark figure entered. Even in the dim light, I recognized her instantly. Rita! I stopped struggling.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe figure sat beside me, playing with a lighter. Her sweet yet sinister voice filled the air. The flflickered. Her pretty face was alternately illuminated and swallowed by darkness. The flresembled hellfire. If it touched the gasoline-soaked room, I'd be engulfed in flames. My heart pounded, my breath shallow.
"Are you scared?" Rita saw the terror in my eyes, circling the lighter above my head."Don't worry, it'll just hurt a little when you burn. You'll look ugly as a charred corpse. And... Julian seeing you like that would make him sick. That'll be your final image in his memory-ugly and disgusting." "Hahahaha..." She laughed hysterically, reveling in the imagined scene.
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Rita stopped laughing, tearing off the tape from my mouth, pinching my face. "Tell you what, bark like a dog. Call yourself a slut, begnicely, and maybe I'll spare you."
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