—Mabel—

Goosebumps crawled across my skin.

“Oh, I can’t wait for the party tomorrow!” Ruth gasped as she slid into the car. My gaze remained locked on the black sedan.

Suddenly, it eased off the curb and drove away.

“Are you coming?” Ruth asked sweetly, oblivious to the vehicle. She was far too wrapped up in her own thrill to notice.

The head of my security approached. “Is anything the problem, ma'am?”

My gaze flicked back to the curb where the sedan had parked. It was gone, ...