There was a construction site on the road, just a couple blocks away, and thankfully construction had stalled on the new storefront due to insufficient funds to continue it.
She pulled around the back, parking her car in the alley. She figured she had maybe twenty minutes before someone called the
cops about Alaric going missing, and another twenty minutes before they traced him here.
Plenty of time for what she had in mind.
Waiting for them in the center of this candle-lit room was a mattress she'd bought from Big Bad Bed Boys downtown, a poorly named mattress and bedding store owned by a pair of portly ginger brothers.
The candles were originally meant to provide a romantic touch when she assumed that she would be seducing Alaric for this moment—but now they added a
malevolent, satanic glow to the atmosphere.
