Vanessa’s POVThe black car came to a stop in front of my apartment building, the engine purring out quietly. Victor Crane didn’t say a word as I clutched my shopping bags with trembling hands and stepped out onto the sidewalk. The moment my heels touched the pavement, the tinted window rolled down just enough for me to see Crane’s cold, calculating eyes one last time.“Remember what I said, Vanessa,” he spoke quietly, his voice carrying the weight of death. “If you refuse to pick up my calls or try to run, I will find you. And when I do, I won’t be this polite. I’ll kill you and make sure your body disappears. Do not test me.”The window rolled back up with a soft mechanical sound as the car pulled away smoothly, disappearing around the corner. I stood frozen on the sidewalk for a while, my heart beating so violently I thought it might burst through my chest. My throat still burned from where his fingers had squeezed earlier.I rushed inside the building, barely acknowledging the door
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