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I was alone.
Phone. I needed my phone, which I’d dropped in the foyer.
The drugs were hitting hard and fast, and it took everything in me to keep moving forward.
“Oh God,” I cried out as I saw our maid, Maria. She’d been shot in the chest in the kitchen. Her body had slid down the large island where we ate breakfast, leaving a fresh, crimson trail. I prayed her death had been quick. Maria had been a second mother to me.
Focus.
The kitchen was about twenty feet from the entrance to the house. On the floor sat my phone.
I stumbled towards the front door, but a familiar scent tickled my nose as I grew closer.
Ten feet away.
Then, five.
I was so close to the phone that I could feel my case’s smooth plastic in my hand.
Then, a gloved hand snatched me by the throat.
“There you are.”
My eyes grew wide as the hand around my throat squeezed. The man lifted me up until my bare feet dangled off the ground, and my vision blurred. In my haze and terror, I hadn’t heard him following behind me.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
My father would be so disappointed in me.
“Don’t.”
A second voice spoke. This voice was different. Male, familiar, but not the same as the man holding me. I tried to turn, but I couldn’t. Not that I would be able to make out a face. My oxygen was being cut off, and black dots swarmed over my eyes.
“She’s seen us. There’s no way she hasn’t.”
“Look at her. She’s all fucked up. She doesn’t know what she’s seen. She probably thinks she’s dreaming.”
It was true. It had taken me longer than it should have to get from the patio to the house’s foyer because of whatever Caleb had given me. I was tripping balls, and it was going to get me killed.
I cursed myself. If I’d been home…
“You don’t know that.” The fingers squeezed tighter, and it was a miracle I hadn’t passed out.
There was a sound in the distance, but with all the blood rushing to my head, I couldn’t make it out.
“Fuck,” the man holding me muttered.
“We need to get out of here.” There was urgency in the second voice. He wanted to go. He was scared.
“She’s almost dead.” The fingers tightened.
As if on instinct, my body went limp, and I dropped to the floor. It took every muscle in my body not to gasp for air.
“Let’s go,” the voice said.
Black boots walked past me, and as I looked up, catching the profile of my attacker, I was sure I was mistaken. Staring down at me was a face as familiar as my own, and one I’d sworn would never hurt me.
For a moment, our eyes met, and then, I passed out.
