Chapter 49

Joan’s pov

While leaving the house, the goal was to see Isaac. Just as Fred had commanded, I was to take his phone or the camera while Fred waited for me outside. He promised he would come, so I went in with all confidence that all this threat might end today, or might end worse if I fail or get caught.

Isaac was waiting outside in a car. I saw scars on his face, and without any explanation, I knew what it meant for him to scar himself after being provoked, and it made me question his almost flawless skin. From a considerable distance, he looked flawless, but being in close range with him, one would see a psychopath.

He did not smile like he always does; he looked dreadful and tired. Maybe he didn't sleep, but his eyes were sagging and red.

“Enter and stop staring,” he said.

Which I did with no further hesitation. Checking my phone, Fred was tracking me. I had sent him the live location of where I might be going before setting my phone aside, so he doesn’t suspect anything.

“How was y