Red was ready to fire the bullet, but suddenly her phone started to ring. She snapped,
"Who the hell is trying to disturb me? And who is it?"
Red's fingers hovered over the screen, eyes narrowing. The ringing echoed through the quiet night, sharp and unwelcome. She growled under her breath, "If this is another idiot… I swear…"
Finally, she swiped to answer. A cold, unfamiliar voice crackled through the speaker:
"Red Sofia… you have five minutes. Move carefully… or everything you've planned will collapse."
Red's lips curled into a dangerous smile. "Oh… so someone finally wants to play with me."
She glanced back toward the woods, the pistol still in her hand, eyes glittering with lethal intent.
Red's eyes scanned the shadows in the woods, the pistol still firm in her grip. "So… little brat, you think you can hide from me?" she muttered, her voice low and dangerous.
Her phone buzzed again, the same cold, commanding voice echoing through the speaker:
