Chapter 5
The heavy mahogany lid swung shut, plunging my world into absolute, claustrophobic darkness.
The click of the brass latches sounded like twin gunshots inside the narrow, velvet-lined box.
I felt the smooth vibration as six pallbearers lifted the heavy coffin onto their shoulders.
They carried me down the center aisle of the cathedral, out through the heavy oak doors, and into the afternoon air.
The air inside the sealed casket was limited, giving me roughly forty-five minutes before real suffocation began.
I was loaded into the back of the black hearse, the heavy door slamming shut behind me.
As the hearse engine purred to life, I heard the faint tap of fingernails on the back glass window.
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It was Jenna’s specific signal—three quick taps, followed by two slow ones.
The trap was officially sprung.
