Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 32

Larissa contemplated for a very long time before finally summoning the courage to call Travis.

Yet, despite having made several calls in a row, Travis never answered.

At night, when Larissa returned home after work, she was stopped by someone at the entrance of Foxtail Garden.

The sky was getting dark, and the figure stood against the light. All Larissa could make out was a skinny figure, her arms outstretched.

It seemed to be a woman.

Before she could cause any accidents, Larissa slammed on the brakes.

Her car stopped about ten feet away from the figure.

Larissa was stunned for about two seconds before she felt her heart rate slow to a normal pace.

When she’d recovered from her shock and looked back to where the figure was standing earlier, there was only dust dancing under the dim, yellowish light. Where had the figure gone?

pull her car door open at the passenger’s side. And when whoever it was realized that they couldn’t

the fucking door!” The woman shouted from the

Her pitch was so

features. Instead, the hazy reflection on the glass showed a dark silhouette with disheveled long hair–it was a

believe in ghosts or supernatural creatures, but when faced with something like this in the middle of the night, she couldn’t help but feel her scalp tingle as

her arms around

shouting, “Open the door! Open the

Larissa did not open

window as she tried to turn her car keys, her hands shaking.

car started to move again slowly. Taking into consideration the person who was just outside her car,

woman followed her closely, her palms repeatedly hitting Larissa’s car window

the door! Open the

woman’s shouts sounded like the devil’s chants in her ears. Larissa gritted

and tried to

the entrance, the guard did not raise

to stop the

rolled down the window at the driver’s side halfway, just enough for her to make eye contact with the security

not a resident of Foxtail Garden. She tried to force her way in, and we called the police after we failed to reason with her. Don’t worry, the police are on their way. If you could just wait

Garden’s residents hailed from upper–class or elite backgrounds and were high society figures, the security in that area was especially tight. Outsiders who wished to enter

no access card and knew no one inside who