Chapter 95
- “He’s going to hurt me.” She cries over the phone as I hear a muffled sound of a door banging from her background. “Please help me. Please. She going to kill us.”
- Us. My child. He’s going to kill him.
- “Please help us.” She pleads and screams at him to the other side of the door, “Leave me the fuck alone!!” She cries louder, wheezing and helplessly asking for help.