Isla POV

It was a trap.

I stood frozen in shock as the two men approached, one of them holding a large bat loosely at his side like this was routine for them.

Was this Vivienne? I couldn't believe she would stoop this low.

She was dangerous. I had underestimated her. This was the same woman who killed me in my last life.

Okay, wait. Calm down. Maybe they were just maintenance workers. Maybe I was wrong.

"Sorry—what are you doing here?" I said, standing my ground, arms crossed over my chest.

The two men glanced at each other and continued to walk toward me anyway.

I backed up further...