It was already late. Who could be coming at this hour? His family had said they wouldn’t be visiting tonight.

"Come in," Zachary said, his voice low and worn.

The door creaked open, but for a long moment, no one stepped in. He couldn’t see the entrance from where he was lying, so he asked, "Who's there?"

A few seconds later, the soft click of high heels echoed across the floor.

Zachary’s face darkened.

He knew that sound. ...