Too Late, Mr. Johnston: She Is Gone

ad confiscated her car keys and instructed the

rain lash against the glass. The gre

ars. To the night her life e

the wheel. Kara was in the back seat. The car had hydroplaned. Or that's what the pol

the i

car crushed against the barrier. She remembered a teenage Davin standi

h Kara. The hatred in his gaze had b

or snapped her ba

andwich. She set it on the floor without a wo

the nausea from the chemotherapy was rising. S

he floor below. A woman's

ys

or and pressed her e

ere," Alyse was saying. "Victoria woul

replied. His voice was soft.

cked. Alyse was wearing a mask, playing the role of the perf

se asked. Her voice dropped

Davin

Davin. You know Grace... ma

that followe

Davin said coldly. "He is the only rea

il she hit the floor. She p

her pocket. It was

. I paid for three days out of pocket.

at the scree

ive. It contained the digital patterns for the S. Anders bridal collection. Her secret identity. Her art. And, mos

k the money, she wo

her laptop.

s. Blocked. Davin's IT team h

get out.

until the house was quiet. She opened the window. It was a

d as she descended. A sharp, tearing pain shot through her abdomen with every move, and she bit her li

ss and ran towa

oodlights snapped

a f

He was holding a glass of red wine. He

alled out. "Or just goi

from the light. "I need

roached her slowly. The rain matted his h

this house withou

n around her neck. It was her mother's loc

Davin spat. "It d

. The cha

in the harsh floodlights, and disappeared int

She stumbled toward the bushes, dropping to her kn

er, his express

tered, and turned