Wendy's POV

I watched as the fire burnt through the car I was supposed to be in. Creating a perfect and believable death wasn't an easy thing to do, but I did.

"That's done," Whitney whispered in my ears and I stared up at the sky. The last few days have been an eye-opener and I don't think my heart will ever heal from the heart aches and pains I went through.

"Where to now?" I asked.

"They will still be on the lookout to see if you survived, so lay low a bit," Whitney replied and I nodded. I was about to turn to leave when I heard a...