Frozen Retribution

Ean's face twisted with anger as he grabbed me by the arm, dragging me toward the old, rusted freezer in the corner of the warehouse.

"You're going to feel what Helen felt," he spat. "Maybe that'll teach you not to mess with her."

I struggled against him, panic rising in my chest. "Ean, this is insane! It was an accident! Let me explain—"

He wasn’t listening. He shoved me inside the freezing metal box and slammed the door shut. The echo of the lock clicking into place made my heart pound in my ears. I banged on the door with my fists.