SCORNED EX WIFE Queen Of Ashes (Camille and Stefan)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

CAMILLE'S POINT OF VIEW

The parking garage of the hotel where i lodged was too quiet. My heels echoed against concrete, each click bouncing off empty cars and shadowed pillars. It was late, past midnight, but something felt wrong. Off.

My confrontation with Rose and my family had left me drained, empty except for the cold satisfaction of finally seeing behind her mask. I fumbled with my key fob, wanting nothing more than to get to my hotel room and plan my next move.

A car door slammed somewhere in the darkness.

I stopped, listening. Nothing but the hum of fluorescent lights and the distant sound of traffic.

My phone buzzed in my purse. Rose's number. I declined it, but not before noticing my signal had dropped to one bar.

Perfect.

Footsteps behind me. Multiple sets.

I walked faster, cursing my choice of heels. The hotel's elevator was just around

the corner, past a row of concrete pillars. If I could just...

"Going somewhere, Mrs. Rodriguez?"

A man stepped out from behind a pillar. Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in black. Professional. Two more appeared behind me, cutting off my retreat.

Not a random attack, then.

now." My voice stayed steady despite my racing heart. "And I have a dinner reservation, so

wasn't a nice smile. "I'm afraid your plans

my purse tighter, feeling for the pepper spray I'd started carrying after signing the divorce

employer prefers to remain anonymous." He stepped closer. "Now,

The pepper spray caught him directly in the

stumbling backward. I ran, kicking off my heels as I sprinted for the elevator. The other two men

there. Just a few

as someone grabbed my hair, yanking me backward. My purse went flying, contents scattering across the

The first man's voice was rough with pain and rage.

fought, kicking, scratching, but they were too

wiped his streaming eyes. "Said you needed to learn

over it. Her parting shot, making sure I understood just

"at least have the guts to look me in the

reminder of what happens to people who don't know

the air from my lungs. I doubled over, gasping, but the men holding

role in life." Another blow, this one to my

blurred, pain shooting through my body.

"That's enough."

garage like

swollen eyes, I saw dark figures emerging from the shadows. Men

Tall, elegant, probably in her fifties but with

cost more than my

it was her eyes that caught me. Sharp, intelligent,

of my attackers

to have a very bad day." The woman's voice was ice. "Release her.

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