She knew they'd come for her.

After a few love reassurances to the corpse of her husband, Layla Hill dashed away from the crime scene, where she arrived back at their house.

It was in ruins, which made it obvious that they'd been here in search of her.

Panting heavily, she grabbed one of her husband's suitcases and began to rummage through it, piling old gowns that belonged to her.

She did this so very quickly that in a matter of minutes she'd zipped up the suitcase and hurried down the stairs.

She had nowhere to go; however, staying here would be unreasonable. She worked in the orphanage one particular...