Jay_Dee 4 Jan 2026 Becoming Prey A deadly encounter at a bar. "Look..." the woman said with a sigh. I could see just the faintest hint of irritation flashing behind her dark eyes. She gently placed her hands on the table between us. All ten of her long crimson fingernails pointed directly at me. Her chest rose as she took a deep breath. "I know this sounds crazy, trust me," she said. "But it's the truth." She already told me what she was about to repeat. The first time she said it,...