Chapter Eight

My Last Nerve A knock on my bedroom door pulls me away from the dark spiral of my killer’s rampage. I’m writing the crux of the climax, where my heroine figures out the pattern and is able to stop the psycho before he kills the man she’s fallen for. “Colleen? Are you almost ready?” I hear my mom’s words but they make no sense. My brain takes much longer than it should to process the fact she's talking to me in the present and not from the pages of my work-in-progress. “