Chapter 544

After a long and emotionally draining heart–to–heart with her friend Evadne, Beverly had cried herself into exhaustion. So she slept like the dead, not waking until the following afternoon.

Her mother had gone off to her shifts at the diner next door, leaving Beverly to sluggishly rise from bed. With no desire to venture outside, she called her old boss from the tailoring shop downtown and ordered some fabrics. She planned to make a backpack for Gordon

Truth be told, she probably wouldn’t have gone through the trouble for anyone else. But when Gordon had timidly asked for the favor, his eyes were so bright, his voice so earnest, she couldn’t help but take the request to heart.

By evening, the shop owner had called to say he’d sent someone to deliver her order and it would soon be at her doorstep. Grateful, Beverly thanked him and waited patiently at home.

Time seemed to crawl by until there was a knock on her door.

She hastened to answer but paused, a sudden caution gripping her. “Who is it?” she called out, her voice tinged with suspicion.

A brief silence followed before the reply came. “Delivery.”

Delivery? But it was supposed to be a runner.

Beverly’s confusion deepened. “Did you come from in town or out of town? I ordered a lot.”

*Just open the door and you’ll see,” the voice said, unsettlingly vague.

Something felt off, very off.

Whether it was past traumas making her overly sensitive, Beverly’s instincts screamed danger.

anything online. Maybe you’ve got the

came a violent thud

backward, hand clamped over her mouth

Bang! Bang! Bang!

under the force of the blows, as if it would

she connected a call to 911, a tall man in black burst through the

She cried out, tears streaming down her

his face, the man tackled her

vision blurred, her desperate fingers

slipped away, the pressure around her neck

of a struggle filled the room, shadows clashing in

edges of awareness, she thought she heard someone call out,

sounded like

the darkness consumed her, and she knew

the midst of a fierce brawl with the intruder in the cramped living room. He had come to check

expected was to

skills were quickly overpowered, and he was soon on the floor, feeling

bastard, then die

attacker grabbed a kitchen knife and lunged at Gordon

the man’s arm and forcing him to

Gordon gasped, disbelief etched on

with the speed of lightning, his boot

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