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“Nothing. I answered the phone, and no one said anything. There was just silence. I figured it was a wrong number or maybe some kids messing around.”
“You should have told us.”
“I know. There’s something else. I know it’s just my imagination, but . . ”
“What is it?”
She swallowed heavily. “The other day I thought someone was watching me from the bushes on the side of the house.”
“What?” Why was this the first time he’d heard about this? “You saw someone out there?”
“No, I didn’t see anyone. And that’s why I figured it was my imagination and I didn’t say anything. Didn’t want you guys to think I was losing it.”
“That wasn’t your decision to make. You tell us everything, even if you think it’s your imagination. Everything. Understood?”
She nodded.
He looked around worriedly, as though expecting someone to attack at any moment.
“Logan, it was my imagination.”
“Maybe. But I’m going to call Jake. Get him out here to look at this. Savannah. Savannah, look at me.”
She forced herself to meet his gaze, trying to remain calm.
“It’s not him.”
“How do you know?”
“Because there’s no postmark or address. Someone put that envelope in our mailbox. It’s not Stanton. He’s in jail.”
He was. He couldn’t have put the envelope in their mailbox. Relief momentarily flooded her before the anxiety returned. “But if it’s not Stanton who is it?”
“I don’t know. That’s why we’re going to call Jake.”
He took hold of her hand and led her into the study, setting her down in Max’s chair as he called Jake. It was a short conversation before Logan hung up the phone. “He’ll be here in twenty.”
She glanced up at Logan, blanching as she saw pure fury on his face. He fairly vibrated with it. When he saw she was watching, he tried to smile reassuringly. At least that was the look she thought he was aiming for. His eyes retained that unadulterated rage.
He crouched and reached for her hands, engulfing them in his large ones. “Shit, you’re freezing. I’ll get you a blanket.”
“No.” She grabbed hold of him, then realized how desperately she was clinging to him. “I’m all right.”
No, she wasn’t. She wanted to puke, to cry, to scream. But she knew Logan was a hairsbreadth away from losing it, and she had to stay calm.
He watched her carefully. “I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”
She attempted a smile but knew she’d failed when his gaze narrowed, and his hands tightened on hers.
“I know.”
“I mean it, Savannah. You’re safe now.”
She wasn’t safe anywhere. Once she’d thought she was but she didn’t think she’d ever feel completely safe again.
Logan ran his hands up and down her legs. “Whoever is doing this, we’ll catch them.”
She wanted to ask how. But she didn’t want him to think she doubted him. Logan felt a lot of guilt over what had happened, over not protecting her even though there was no way he could have prevented what had happened.
