CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY ONE – KEEP YOUR ENEMIES CLOSER

Laura slammed the phone down, her heart racing. Sarah's panicked voice still echoed in her mind before the abrupt silence. She knew something was terribly wrong. Without wasting a moment, Laura grabbed her keys and dashed out the door. The usual Miami traffic seemed unusually sluggish, each red light taunting her urgency. She drummed her fingers on the steering wheel, her mind whirling with possibilities, each worse than the next. Finally, she arrived at Sarah's apartment complex. The chipped beige paint and weathered bricks stood in stark contrast to the sleek, modern buildings that lined the street. Laura hurried up the cracked steps, her shoes echoing in the dimly lit hallway. Sarah's door was ajar, an ominous sign. Laura's heart pounded as she gently pushed it open, revealing a scene of disarray. Overturned furniture, shattered glass, and torn curtains painted a vivid picture of chaos. "Sarah?" Laura called out, her voice trembling. Silence answered her. She stepped inside, ca