Chapter 70(Hitman)

Her heart stopped, pounding hard against her chest. She froze, holding her breath, listening hard. The apartment was silent except for Sophia’s soft snores from the bed across the room. But there it was again—a faint creak, like someone stepping carefully on the hardwood floor. Someone was in the apartment.

Panic hit her like a wave, her hands shaking as she grabbed her phone. Her thumbs flew across the screen, typing a quick text to Richard: -Someone’s in the house-

She hit send, her eyes glued to the door, her heart racing so fast it hurt. The message glowed as delivered, and she prayed he’d see it, that he’d come running.

Another creak, closer now, made her stomach twist. She slid out of bed, her bare feet cold on the floor, and crawled across the small space to Sophia’s bed. Her best friend was sprawled out, one arm flung over her face, totally unaware of the danger creeping closer.

“Soph,” Pamela whispered, kneeling beside the bed, her hand hovering over Sophia’s mouth. The foo