Shannon

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Just like last time, Wendy received us at the entrance of the trap house. The only exception was her new attire, she was clad in a matching set of underwear, giving her a less slutty look than when I first met her.

“You seem happy to see me,” she said, eyeing me closely.

I didn’t reply, my gaze settling on my watch. I had no time to waste. She exchanged a few words with Matthew, briefing him of the developments they made over the weekend.

My timer was one minute away from clocking the agreed time I was to find a hiding place. My palms were suddenly sweaty,...