“Try yelling one more time, I dare you.” I sneered, yanking Coraline’s hair and mming her head
against the cold concrete floor. “No one’sing to save you here. Your mommy and daddy can’t hear
your cries. Trust me, I’d ruin that pretty face of yours.”
Coraline was petrified, her voice trembling. “Have you lost your mind, Foebe Larson? If you hurt me.
Mom and Dad will make you pay. Don’t think just because you married some lunatic…”
Her words were cut short by her own scream as my nail pierced her skin.
“Did you forget how you treated me back in high school, huh?” Memories of Foebe’s journal entries
surged through me like a wave of boiling blood.
For some reason, I felt a raging, uncontroble sensation bubbling inside me. It felt like a hypoglycemic
attack, but was it really just low blood sugar? Or was it more like an adrenaline rush, a surge of
excitement?
Startled by my thoughts, I swallowed hard, pulling Coraline to her feet. “I remember you had people
beat me up, stripped me down, forced me to drink toilet water, didn’t you?”
As I recollected the incidents Foebe had penned in her journal, I could feel my blood boiling, like
something long suppressed was wing its way out.
Coraline looked at me in horror. “Is madness contagious? You’ve gone insane, Foebe. You can’t
threaten me like this…”
I silenced her with a p, her hair in my grasp. When she tried to speak again, I delivered another p,
until she was too scared to make a sound.
“Coraline, your grandma’s been asking for you, you know. She’s at the Sea City Hospital. Don’t forget
to visit her, because, well, you might not get another chance.” I chuckled coldly.
If Colin had evidence that Foebe Larson’s adoptive family were traffickers, then it was time to
act.
I was ready to throw these monsters in jail. They had shattered so many lives. These scum of the earth
deserved nothing but death.
“As for you, I’ll make sure you get your fifteen minutes of fame real soon.” I dered, rising to my feet. I
took a deep breath, stretching my neck.
If I was going to use Foebe’s body, it was only right to seek vengeance for her, wasn’t it?
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She chose death over allowing them to kill me, over bing my recement. Although I couldn’t
figure out why I woke up in her body, given her conscience, it was my duty to deal with these lowlifes.
I’d start with the ones mentioned in her journal, one by one.
No mercy.
“Foebe, what are you nning to do?” Coraline continued to nag.
11:48
Suddenly, a ringing in my ears drove me mad, my actions bing erratic.
I don’t know how long the ringingsted, but by the time I came to, Coraline was bound with rope,
hanging from the warehouse rafters, her cries of terror echoing my ears as she thought I had lost my
mind.
I was shocked myself; how had I managed to hoist her up there? It was only when I saw the table and
the barrels on the ground that I remembered leveraging them to pull her up.
She dangled there, gagged, not at risk of dying but certainly scared out of her wits. Her skirt was
drenched; she’d be having nightmares for life.
But did this evene close to a thousandth of what she’d done to Foebe?
The journal recounted how Coraline had someone beat Foebe until she wet herself, then everyone
laughed, forcing her to kneel and lick it clean.
These people were vile.
had never imagined human hearts could be so dark.
Jealousy and fear of Foebe stealing her affluent life led Coraline to unleash such malice upon her.
“Enjoy the view, and be careful not to fall. It could kill you,” I said as I drove a few long nails into a nk
and ced it beneath the suspended Coraline.
If she struggled and fell, she’dnd right on those nails, and that would certainly hurt.
“Mmmph…” She continued to cry, to whimper. “Mmmph caww poweece…”
She was probably trying to say she’d call the cops on me.
Iughed. “Is there a camera here? Who saw me tie you up? I’m pregnant, for Pete’s sake. I don’t have
the strength to lift you up there. Besides, I’m carrying the Langley heir. Think about it, even if your
parents found out, do you think they’d let the cops arrest me?”