Blackmail

FIVE DAYS AGO IN CLAIRE EASTWOOD'S MEMORY

Twelve minutes after hanging up on Lisa, Claire was back on her bed.

Her legs were bent in a perfect butterfly cross and she burst into nervous laughter as something glowed brightly in her hand.

She was scrolling through her messages and that horrible feeling of dread kept building as she opened the messaging app.

Felix had left forty-two unread messages and the threats went from vague at the beginning to downright screaming in her face.

Felix wasn't happy with her, that was for sure.

And it wasn't even her fault everything happened the way it did.

In her version of events, Justin's car was parked right outside Jeremy's gate like he was about to enter and when he saw her disheveled appearance, he immediately offered to drive her home.

She expressed how grateful she was to which he waved it off. He might've called her a gold-digging slut with no standards, she might've responded with a few choice words that included druggie and cocksuc