Sleep would not come.Raven lay on the couch at Sasha's apartment, her eyes fixed on the ceiling, her phone clutched in her hand. The screen was dark. The messages had stopped. But she knew they would start again. The silence was worse than the words. It was waiting. It was patient. It was watching.Sasha was asleep on the armchair across the room, her head tilted back, her mouth slightly open. She had stayed awake as long as she could, but exhaustion had finally claimed her. Raven did not blame her. She wished she could sleep too. But every time she closed her eyes, she saw the figure. The hood. The dark car. The text.You cannot hide from me.She sat up. She walked to the window. She pulled the curtain aside. The street was empty. No cars. No figures. No shadows. Just the flickering streetlight and the silent buildings.She let the curtain fall. She walked back to the couch. She lay down. She closed her eyes.The phone buzzed.She grabbed it. Her heart pounded. A new message. From t
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