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?

someone trying to pull her car door open at the passenger’s side.

the door! Open the fucking door!” The woman

and sharp. Her pitch was so high that

Larissa could not properly discern the woman’s features. Instead, the hazy reflection on the glass showed a dark silhouette with disheveled long hair–it was a rather

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

wrapped her arms around herself and asked,

ignored her question and kept on shouting, “Open the door! Open the door! Just open

Larissa did not open the door.

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

the person who was just outside her car,

woman followed her closely, her palms repeatedly hitting Larissa’s car window two times harder than

the door! Open

like the devil’s chants in her ears. Larissa

and tried to not

the guard did not raise the barricade as

no choice but to stop the

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

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 for a moment until she leaves, Miss, I’ll let

or elite backgrounds and were high society figures, the security in that area was especially tight. Outsiders

access card and knew no one inside who could