Bab 125: The threat

"Wh ... what does he mean by this?" Donald asked at last, after scanning the text message.

"Your guess is as good as mine," Carol replied, rubbing at her face, hardly able to believe the level to which Sebastian was willing to stoop to be cruel to her. If he thought that she was going to just lay low, act like a sheep and allow him to ride all over her, then he had another thing coming. She just couldn't get the image of that text out of her head. It read: