CHAPTER FORTY – ELENA’S BLACKMAIL

Pulling up outside Claire's townhome, Jasmine didn't even bother knocking, just let herself in urgently with the spare key and strode through the living room in search of her friend. "Claire? Claire, we have a huge situation on our hands!" Sounds of rushed footfalls echoed from the hall before Claire emerged, eyes wide with evident concern at Jasmine's disheveled, wild-eyed appearance. "Jas? Jesus, are you okay? Did something happen with Elena again?" "That's the understatement of the century," Jasmine spat out, shoving her phone into Claire's hands so she could read Elena's threatening message. She watched tightly as her friend's expression darkened with simmering outrage, lips pursing into a thin line as she handed the phone back over. "That twisted little bitch," Claire hissed, blue eyes smoldering like chips of arctic ice. "Seriously, Jasmine - what are you going to do here? Because there's no way in hell I'm letting her terrorize you, or your parents, with whatever nastiness