Nina cage watched the news bulletin on the television. She saw her husband being placed in the ambulance by the paramedics and the police. They weren’t in a hurry. A sheet covered the body, but Nina knew the unidentified male was Eric. They knew who he was too but were withholding that information until the next of kin was notified. They would be knocking on her door any minute now.
She felt no sorrow or pity for Eric. Had he failed or had he succeeded? That was all that mattered.
She waited to see another body. The TV camera scanned the parking lot, and she saw her. Regan Madison was alive. For a split second, Regan turned and looked into the camera’s lens, her eyes, like daggers, piercing Nina’s heart. A low, keening sound in Nina’s throat erupted into a scream.
She heard someone knocking on her front door.
She picked up the gun Eric had so thoughtfully left for her and pressed the barrel to her temple.