After One Night
She quickly tossed her phone inside one of the cars, which had a broken glass, and awaited what would come next.
“Well, well, look who we have here, little miss investigator,” Fiona let out a sinister laugh as she set her eyes on Maya. “I told you there was someone here. My instincts never fail. Hold her!” she ordered.
“You’re a witch, Fiona, the devil’s advocate, to be precise,” Maya screamed as she tried to wiggle her way out of Dione’s hold. “And you, Dione, at first, I thought you were having an affair with her. At least you don’t have bad taste.”