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?

when she heard the sound of someone trying to pull her car door open at the passenger’s side. And when whoever it was realized that they couldn’t pry open her

Open the fucking door!” The woman shouted from the outside, her

urgent and sharp. Her pitch was so high

her door was reflective, but Larissa could not properly discern the woman’s features. Instead, the hazy reflection on the glass showed

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

shouting, “Open the door! Open

Larissa did not open the

car window as she

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

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

the door! Open the door!”

the devil’s chants

tried to

the entrance, the guard did not raise the barricade

had no choice but to stop the

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

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

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 either had to use

had no access card and knew no one inside who could let