Lola stood pressed against the wall. Her body was frozen in fear, and her memories played in her mind. She shouldn’t have stayed. That night would be the beginning of the end for her. She should’ve run.

Her chest rose with each deep breath she took. The two guys towered over her, waiting to hear what she had to say.

“Lola,” he said her name so gently. “Please, tell me what happened that night.”

She swallowed and looked into his capturing eyes, avoiding the guy ...