Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

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?

Larissa was questioning if what she had seen was nothing but a hallucination 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 door, they started knocking on her window frantically.

Open the fucking door!” The woman

was so high that her voice cracked.

reflective, but Larissa could not properly discern the woman’s features. Instead, the hazy reflection on the glass showed a dark silhouette

but when faced with something like this in the middle of the night, she couldn’t help but feel her scalp tingle

wrapped her arms around herself and asked, her body trembling.

kept on shouting, “Open the door! Open the door! Just open the damn

Larissa did not open the door.

to roll down her car window as she

person who was just outside her car, she stepped on

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

door! Open the

devil’s chants

and tried to not listen.

had finally reached the entrance, the guard did not

to

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

“That woman beside your car is not 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

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 an

woman had no access card and knew no one inside

in.