Meadow pressed the sharp edge of the knife against my throat, drawing a thin line of blood on my delicate skin.
I curled my lips into a smirk. "You'll always leave evidence if you kill someone."
Meadow froze.
She glared at me intently, then suddenly burst into maniacal laughter.
"You're right, Vivienne. So why don't you just stay here and wait to die? No one will find you, and no one will ever know my secret."
"Including your mother's death. No one will ever know that I killed her."
"Your confession is all I needed," I managed a faint smile with difficulty.
Sensing something was amiss, Meadow searched my body frantically. She finally found a tracking device in my jacket pocket.
The moment she saw it, the color drained from her face.
"This is a tracking device Asher and I developed together. It can quickly pinpoint locations. By now, he's probably called the police. They'll be here any minute."