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.

door!” The

Her pitch was so high that her voice

was reflective, but Larissa could not properly discern the woman’s features. Instead, the hazy reflection on the glass showed a dark silhouette with disheveled long hair–it was

not believe in ghosts or supernatural creatures, but when faced with something like this in the middle of the night, she couldn’t help but feel her scalp tingle as her skin crawled with goosebumps.

you?” She wrapped her arms around herself and asked, her body

question and kept on shouting, “Open the door! Open the door! Just open the

not

even dare to roll down her car window as she tried to turn her car keys, her hands shaking.

slowly. Taking into consideration the person who was just outside her car, she stepped on the gas pedal

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

Open the

devil’s chants in her ears. Larissa

tried to not listen.

finally reached the entrance, the guard did not raise the barricade as he

choice but to

halfway, just enough for her to make eye contact with the security

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

residents hailed from upper–class or elite backgrounds and were high society figures, the security in that area was especially tight.

the woman had no access card and knew no one inside who could let her

in.