Maureen grabbed the poker. As soon as her hands gripped the cool metal tightly, she felt a little more confident. At least now she wasn't defenseless. She decided to defend herself until her last breath. The most terrible minutes of her life dragged on. Maureen mentally cursed GG. If he were here, she wouldn't have to tremble in fear right now. “Well, wait a minute, GG,” Maureen thought angrily and waved the poker. “We’re not done with you yet.” Someone knocked on the door. It could only be Catherine! She was always there to help when anyone needed her. Maureen leaned the poker against the wall and hurried through the dark living room to the front door. She took off the chain, turned the key in the lock and opened the door: “Katrin, I... She didn’t finish.” Standing in front of her was not Catherine Wood, but an unfamiliar man with a knife in his hand.