Noelle bolted from the hotel, her previously defiant face now streaked with tears.

Out of nowhere, a black Cayenne screeched to a halt, its tires screaming against the pavement. Caught off guard, she tumbled to the ground.

The driver gulped, his eyes darting to the man in the back seat, "Sir... Sir?"

The man in the back, unfazed by the nearby accident, merely glanced at the passenger seat beside him. "Ronald, go see what happened."

"Right away, sir." Ronald was out of the car in a flash, checking the front for any damage.

About six feet ahead of the car, a woman sat on the ground with her eyes wide open, looking totally freaked out. Her cheeks were streaked with tears, and she had obviously been crying. "Miss? Are you okay? Do you need a ride to the hospital?"

gazed at Ronald, lost in shock, until she finally managed to pull herself together and stand up.

her reaction. "Are you sure you're alright? Do you need

off the feeling that someone was watching her, and it sent shivers down her spine. She scowled, hating the feeling, and hobbled away

but she was dodging

the backseat craning his neck to watch the woman through the window. "Sir, we're at the hotel. Do you want to head straight in,

man, Charles Hoffman, did not say a word, and Ronald

figure disappear into the distance, Charles let out a slight smirk and tapped his finger against his knee in

taken aback.

show's over. There's nothing left to see," Charles said, his words

lights blazing and music pumping every night. Noelle's friend, Rowena Smith,

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