Chapter 6 - The Unlikely Guest
Damon stared at me, his face draining of all color in an instant.
Owen stepped out behind him, his eyes locking immediately onto the phone in my hand.
"Maya," Damon choked out, taking a step forward. "What are you doing here?"
"I know absolutely everything," I said, keeping my voice terrifyingly calm and steady.
"I know about you and Claire, and I know about the blackmail money, Owen."
Owen's entire demeanor shifted from a confident blackmailer to a desperate, cornered animal.
"Give me the phone right now, Maya," Owen demanded, stepping toward me with his hands out.
I backed away quickly toward the front door.
"I already uploaded the recording to my private cloud server," I lied smoothly.
Damon lunged forward suddenly and grabbed my wrist with terrifying force.
"You really shouldn't have come back early," Damon whispered, his eyes dark and frantic.
He dragged me forcefully into the living room and locked the deadbolt on the front door.
He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a small, silver handgun.
"Nobody is leaving this house until I completely wipe that phone," Damon said.
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The front doorbell suddenly rang, echoing loudly through the silent house.
"Damon? Open up, it's Claire!" a voice muffled through the solid wood.
