Chapter 265 Vengeance

• Sandra's face paled, her features tightening in surprise. Raquella stepped forward, leaning into the empty stall with a furrowed brow. "Sandy? What's going on?"
• Sandra's fingers balled into fists. Her mind flashed back to earlier—just before the competition began. She'd noticed someone trailing her.
• Then, the smell. It was unmistakable. Incense—twisted and heavy, a mix of strange, foreign scents. It clung to the air like a fog, sharp and cloying.