Her heart dropped like a stone in her chest.
Floating in the water, she fought to keep her breathing steady, her body shivering uncontrollably. Her teeth chattered, her limbs slowly losing strength from the temperature, but it wasn't the cold that paralyzed her. It was the realization that her life could end in that pool, without anyone knowing.
She narrowed her eyes, trying to see his face. His head was tilted downward, his cap pulled low to conceal most of his identity. The shadows did the rest, cloaking him in anonymity. But then, when he tilted his head just slightly, she saw it—those gold teeth glinting faintly in the dark.
She'd seen those teeth before.
He was one of the men who had tortured her the night Katherine planned to have her killed.
Which also meant that Katherine was behind this.
Alisha's lips parted slightly, disbelief mixing with disgust. She should've known Katherine wouldn't stop. That woman was relentless, fueled by envy, and capable of anything.
