Chapter 42 Answering Death's Call

• “Somebody please help me! Help!”
• The once beautiful house had been turned into a murder house, there was blood everywhere and the instruments of crime laid all about. Katrina was unconscious and growing cold and Layla, who was doing her best, was dragging her out of the house, screaming for help. She was barely clothed, and bloodied too, but she was more concerned about Katrina’s fate even though the pain in her leg was unbearable.
• The way she smiled before she closed her eyes, she had seen that smile before and when it happened, it only led to the beginning of her suffering.