Maya's POV

Why was he just waiting around?

Was it the fuel man?

Was he expecting me to exit?

I didn't budge. I didn't even breathe hard. My hands were trembling.

"Hello?" I spoke quietly, thinking perhaps they were someone else. Perhaps Andrew or Regan? But there was no answer.

The boots did not move.

They simply stood there. Standing.

I pulled my hand out of my pocket to grab my phone, only to recall that I had left it in the car.

Damn it.

Just when I didn't think things could ...