Grabbing a towel, Vanessa wiped herself down as she exited the shower. She spent a few extra minutes than she normally does, but she deserved it after a hectic day at court. Her ritual, shower, glass of wine, and then I Love Lucy marathon. Vanessa doesn’t get to do it as often anymore as her case load keeps getting bigger by the day, but when she does have time to crack open a Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream and laugh at Lucille Ball, it makes the night that much sweeter.

Vanessa puts on her robe and wraps the towel around her head, she takes a deep breath as she fills her lungs with the warm steam that was exiting the air vent. When she opens the door from the bathroom she hears her cell ringing. Running barefoot in her apartment she grabs it from her purse before her phone goes to voicemail.

“Hello?” She answers the unknown call that came up on call display.

Silence, she checks the phone: still on.

“Hello?” She repeats.

A deep voice speaks on the other end, “Vanessa Holts you will die tonight.”