Naomi Darcouver gazed inside the door to the empty townhouse on 14 Eagle's Glenn Drive in Turtle Creek. After her husband had been whisked out to Bakersfield last night on "urgent" business, she'd been left to pack up the house herself along with two incompetent movers. Naomi and Edward's old cars had been sold, Edward would gain access to a company car upon arrival, and as soon as they were all snug and tucked into their new gigantic house in a gated Bakersfield community, preparations for their dream life would be complete.
Everything seemed to be going perfectly, and to top it all off, her stepson had run away. It almost seemed too good to be true. The demonic teenager had been so intent on making her life a living hell, but now he was all gone. It had knocked Edward a little off-kilte
