The chilling message from Isabella's phone echoed in her mind, a relentless reminder that they were being watched. As she and Leon stepped out into the night, the weight of the world pressed heavily on their shoulders. The streetlights flickered, casting long shadows that danced eerily along the pavement.
"Who could it be?" Isabella whispered, her voice barely above a breath. "Who knows what we're planning?"
Leon's expression was grim, his jaw set tight as he glanced around, assessing their surroundings. "We need to get somewhere safe. We can't discuss this out in the open."
Isabella nodded, feeling a sense of urgency creeping in. They hurried to her car, the silence between them filled with unspoken fears. As Leon climbed into the passenger seat, Isabella couldn't shake the feeling of being cornered, like prey in a predator's sights.
"Where to?" Leon asked, his tone tense.
