The new maid heard weeping beneath the mansion. Opening the heavy basement door, she found the missing wife, starved and chained. As gasps filled the dark room, the wife grabbed her hand, whispering, “Run before he hears you, or he’ll make you my replacement.” Suddenly, footsteps echoed on the stairs…

large glass doors leading out to the patio gardens, I saw something that made my blood freeze.

The security guard posted at the rear gate was slumped over on the ground.

Panic seized me. I dropped the teacup; it shattered on the marble. I backed away from the glass just as a figure stepped out of the shadows of the hedges.

It was Verónica.

She looked deranged.continue reading …