Chapter 8 - THE LAST ATTACKTwo weeks later, Clara thought it was over.
It wasn't.
Her car brakes failed.
She survived.
Marcus immediately called the police.
“Someone tampered with the vehicle.”
Clara stared at the wreck.
“Who?”
Marcus didn't answer.
Then the police arrived.
They had footage.
A man entering the garage.
The man's face was hidden.
But the license plate belonged to Vivian's driver.
Clara closed her eyes.
“She wants me dead.”
Marcus nodded.
“Possibly.”
Clara looked toward her daughters' school.
“No more running.”
“What will you do?”
Clara picked up her phone.
“Go home.”
That night, Vivian was arrested.
But before being taken away, she looked at Clara.
“You think you won?”
Clara stepped closer.
“No.”
Vivian smiled.
“Good.”
Clara leaned in.
“I don't need to win.”
Vivian frowned.
“I just need you to stop hurting my children.”
Police pulled Vivian away.
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For the first time, Clara didn't feel powerful.
She felt free.
