C18 A Call For Help

Avery's eyes widened as she answered the phone, her heart racing with anticipation. The voice on the other end was low and menacing, sending chills down her spine.

"Avery," the voice said, its tone dripping with malice. "You think you can outsmart me? Think again."

Avery's grip on the phone tightened, her knuckles white with tension. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest