24 - Confusion

Addie sucked in a deep breath as she woke up. Her heart was beating wildly as blood rushed through her veins and air filled her lungs. She just had one of the worst nightmares in her life.

Her eyes widened in shock. She held both of her hands in her chest as she scanned the place that she was in. Dim lights, the closet was open, and the clothes were scattered on the floor. The windows were closed and the lampshade on the nightstand was the only illumination in her room.

She was in her bed, in her room.

Relief washed over her, and confusion took over her senses.

“What was that?” she asked herself. “Was it just a fucking dream?” She wiped the beads of sweat that rolled on her forehead.

Did she think about Salvatorre Morelli too much that her subconscious brain tricked her? But he was not in her dream, but she thought he was there.

“What the fuck was that?” she cursed silently, still catching her breath.

But it feels so true. A silky black car was tailing her. Her apartment r