Chapter 2 - The Mistress Arrives Unaware Of The Empty House
The headlights of Samantha’s expensive European sports car cut through the dense suburban darkness.
She parked right behind my sedan in the driveway, her engine humming quietly against the night air.
Her high heels clicked sharply against the concrete walkway as she carried her overnight bag toward the front door.
She expected a romantic evening filled with stolen moments and expensive gifts bought on joint credit accounts.
Instead, she walked into a completely hollowed-out house that smelled faintly of fresh paint and abandonment.
“Babe, why is it so dark in here?” Samantha called out, her voice echoing strangely through the empty rooms.
She pushed open the front door and dropped her designer leather handbag onto the bare wooden floor.
The harsh light from the open foyer exposed the shocking emptiness of the entire living area.
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No couch welcomed her tired feet, no warm rugs cushioned the floorboards, and no pictures hung on the walls.
Panic flickered across Samantha’s meticulously contoured face as she realized the horrifying truth of the situation.
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