Scars Of A Broken Bond

Her hands shaking, she picked it up and unfolded it.

What she saw made her blood run cold: a grotesque grimace with a blood-red mark stared back at her from the page, sending shivers down her spine.

The markings were the same as the death threat sent to Darren.

Sabrina’s breath caught in her throat, her heart racing. She clenched her fist and scanned her surroundings warily.

There was only one apartment on this floor. Outside the door was the elevator, next to which was the fire exit.

The silence was profound, broken only by the distant hum of the elevator in motion.

the fire exit door-the person who had left

turned and went back inside,

leaned against it, inhaling deeply to allow her body

nerves, then snapped a photo of the unsettling paper and forwarded it to the property manager, requesting access to the surveillance

and the kidnapping, she thoroughly contemplated the potential outcomes. Darren had already received a death threat, and now she

now was not an

pulled out her phone and dialed

urgent has come up. You’ll

herself, she

“We’re almost