Larry escorted Harper away. Her hysterical screams gradually faded until they disappeared entirely.

Sarah sat motionless on the ground, still gripped by terror. She had just narrowly escaped death.

Meanwhile, Bob sprawled casually on the redwood sofa with his legs crossed. Watching Sarah’s shaken expression, he sneered sarcastically, “Sarah, look at you. Why are you scared stiff by someone like Harper? What a coward!”

Sarah slowly came to her senses. She didn’t dare ...