She tried to focus on something else, something more positive. Black porn Then she remembered the broken glass outside. Except this damn walk home. Slipping her phone away again, she started walking again, trying not to think of the endless possibilities that may lie ahead of her. Just as she was about to decline the request again, Hanna noticed that the name of the requester had changed. “I am watching you.”
The single line seemed to echo in the empty flat as she read it again and again. This time was more sinister. But were the extra couple of coppers in her pocket really worth risking her personal safety this late at night? Quivering, she walked through to the living room, envelope still in her hand, and collapsed on the sofa. A sudden vibration from her pocket interrupted her thoughts. Then, as if being electrocuted, she sharply took in air and sat bolt upright. The answer to that question was simple. But by whom, and when?
