Chapter 8: The Garage
Elena fumbled with the keys on the wall.
She found the remote for the garage door.
She burst into the garage. Julian’s black SUV sat there like a waiting beast.
She jumped inside, locked the doors, and jammed the key into the ignition.
The engine roared to life.
Behind her, the door from the kitchen burst open. Julian emerged, blood streaming down his face, a tire iron in his hand.
He smashed the driver’s side window. Glass showered Elena.
"GET OUT!" he screamed, reaching through the broken window to grab her hair.
Elena slammed the car into reverse.
She floored the accelerator.
The SUV lurched backward, dragging Julian along until he lost his footing and tumbled across the concrete.
She hit the button for the garage door. It began to rise. Slowly. Too slowly.
