She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 144

“Yeah, yeah, call someone—quick!” Bryce fumbled for his phone, his fingers jabbing out a string of numbers.

Nothing.

“No signal.”

Bryce’s mind went blank.

How the hell could there be no signal? The phone had been working perfectly just minutes ago.

He stared ahead, his movements stiff and mechanical, a chill creeping up his spine.

No way. There was no way they were actually dealing with something supernatural… right?

He shuddered at the thought.

Sabrina pulled out her own phone, but when she glanced at the screen, the little bars in the corner—the ones that meant hope, meant connection—were gone.

Her heart sank.

Impossible.

Sure, the service on this road was spotty at best, but it had never just vanished completely…

Behind them, the rest of Bryce’s convoy now ground to a halt. A handful of burly men, each armed with some kind of blunt instrument, jogged up from the other cars.

One of them addressed Bryce with careful respect. “Mr. York, are you all right?”

Bryce’s face was thunderous as he shook his head.

“Check your own phones, all of you. Try calling roadside assistance. We need someone to get this car fixed.”

The bodyguards nodded and scrambled for their phones, each checking in turn.

But the result was met with stunned disbelief—every single screen showed the same thing: no bars, no signal, nothing.

Sabrina, who’d been quietly observing everything, felt something was wrong.

No signal.

Car broken down…

Her tone was icy. “I can sense something’s wrong. Something dangerous.”

Her words made Bryce’s heart skip a beat.

He glanced around, scanning the inky darkness that pressed in on them from every side.

He prided himself on being alert, hard to catch off-guard—but tonight, for some reason, he hadn’t noticed anything out of the ordinary. That realization only made his unease grow.

With anxiety gnawing at him, he turned his attention to the road ahead.

He almost wished he hadn’t.

The winding road disappeared into the pitch-black night, the silence so thick it felt unnatural.

Not a single car passed by.

Usually, this stretch wasn’t exactly busy, but there was always the odd vehicle or two. Tonight, though, it was deserted—eerily so. Not a headlight in sight.

And it wasn’t even that late.