A sudden vibration broke the silence — her phone buzzing on the coffee table. Travis turned sharply.
“Who the hell—”
He glanced at the screen. His face twitched. Incoming call: “ALEX” Her older brother. The one who happened to be a detective. Isabella didn’t wait another second. The moment Travis put the knife down to reach for her phone, she lunged — crawling out of the living room, grabbing the keys from the counter, her legs shaking violently. He heard the keys.
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