Page 113 of Devil's Riches

“Oh, fuck,” I muttered. The threatening text message on Alexis’s phone had just popped back into my mind.

I had to find her, right fucking now.

I pushed my way through a group of party guests who were blocking the main downstairs hall. A few seconds later, I spotted Ruby coming out of a door on my right, wiping her hands on the front of her dark red dress.

“Ruby!” I called out. “Where did Alexis go?”

She pointed down the hall. “I think she went to the other bathroom down there. Why?”

Before I could reply, a scream pierced the air.

Fear spiked my blood, fueling a rush of adrenaline. I dashed down the hall and pounded on the door at the very end. “Alexis!”

There was no answer. I tried the handle, but it was locked.

Another scream pierced the air, coming from the other side of the door. It was cut short a split-second later, followed by a thumping sound.

“Fuck! Alexis!”

I moved back a few feet and hurled myself at the door. It held fast. I repeated the action, but it still didn’t budge.

Ruby cried out and lifted a shaky finger. Blood was leaking through the crack between the door and the floor.

Another rush of adrenaline burst through my veins. I shoved myself forward, hitting the door as hard as I could. It finally splintered and gave way.

I pushed it all the way open and raced inside. Alexis lay motionless on the tiled floor, eyes closed and skin white as a sheet. One of the gold parts of her dress was stained with red, and blood was flowing freely into a puddle in front of her. On the other side of the bathroom, the frosted glass window was open, letting freezing blasts of air in.

I sank to my knees in front of Alexis and pressed my hands to the wound on her abdomen, shouting for help from the people crowding around the broken door. “Call 911! Now!”

Ruby pulled out her phone and dialed. I dropped my gaze to Alexis. She was still unconscious, and her blood was seeping through my hands. She was losing too much. Far too much.

“What the fuck is that?” someone muttered from somewhere behind me. I glanced up to see what they were talking about.

A message had been daubed on the mirror in blood.

THIS IS YOUR FINAL WARNING.

To be continued…