Genevieve’s heels echoed against the concrete, sharp staccato clicks swallowed by the vast emptiness of the parking garage. The fluorescent lights overhead flickered, casting elongated shadows. Her fingers tightened around her purse strap. Something felt… off.
A shiver crawled down her spine as she reached for her car door. The unmistakable sensation of being watched prickled at her senses.
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