Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 29

Sylvia found herself reluctantly following Rupert to Bridget's apartment.

As they stepped out of the elevator, the sight that greeted them was sporadic drops of blood on the floor and red spray paint splattered across the door.

The scene was downright horrifying.

Before Sylvia could even process the situation, Rupert had already stormed into the apartment, accompanied by the sounds of a man's screams and Bridget's sobs.

“Rupert! I’m so scared! I…”

Bridget’s cries snapped Sylvia back to reality, and she hurried into the apartment.

Lying on the floor was a man with a menacing look in his eyes, spitting out blood and clutching a switchblade in his hand.

Across from him, Bridget was holding her bleeding arm, weakly leaning into Rupert's embrace with her beautiful face marred by sadness.

The man on the floor hurled insults at Bridget, “Slut! Since you’re so good at sleeping with men, what’s wrong with giving me some good time, huh? You’re just that kind of woman!”

Bridget protested through tears, “No, that’s not true. I’m not…”

The man scoffed, “Save it! The internet is buzzing with rumors about you! Someone told me you’re easy! Plus, there’s always men coming and going from your place, quit playing the innocent!”

Bridget grabbed Rupert’s shirt in panic, “You...you’ve been spying on me! The only man who visits is Rupert. Why are you slinging mud at me? My place has security cameras; everything can be checked!”

The man hesitated, his gaze shifting away briefly. Sensing his movement, Rupert called to the person outside, “Orson.”

Orson appeared in a flash, swiftly pinning the man to the ground before he could react.

“Who sent you?”

The man was stubborn, spitting out blood but refusing to speak.

Sylvia couldn’t shake off a feeling that the man glanced at her momentarily.

Perhaps it was her past experiences making her overly cautious. Just that one look made her sense things were amiss.