The Inmate

by Freida McFadden

Sometimes people do exactly what you think they’re going to do, and they still manage to disappoint you.

“Maybe it was too dark for you to see him, but I saw him. He came at me with a goddamn knife and buried it in my gut. All I could do was hit him with that bat, but the bastard didn’t go down. He looked right into my eyes, Brooke, and he told me you were next. Trust me—it was him.”