With her disguise complete, Jessica turned toward Anna one last time. "Remember what I said. Lock the door. Don't come out until someone I come to seek you out, can you recognize my voice?"
Anna nodded severally. "Be careful," she whispered.
Jessica didn't respond. She simply gave a tight smile and unlocked the door, slipping back into the hallway like a shadow—quiet, invisible, and deadly.
Anna felt cold all over as she stood in the dimly lit room. The scent of stale perfume and cheap cologne lingering in the air. She hadn't anticipated encountering such a situation today.
Her hands trembled as she sat on the edge of the couch in the empty room Jessica had pulled her into just moments ago, her thought swirling with emotions. She dare not make the slightest noise or whimper she still wanted her life.
