CHAPTER 39 – Anna

“There is still no sign of them?” I felt a deep churning of guilt as I watched Roman speak with Helen on the phone.

There was no sign of the triplets or Rachel, and they should have checked in hours ago. To make matters worse, her husband Frank had gone to check the escape route. There appeared to be marks where Frank thinks bodies were dragged out of the river.

That is fucking fantastic.

Fuckity fucking fucktarts.

I wrapped my arms around my stomach...