Frank blanches.
“Kraig wouldn’t…” He trails off. For the first time he looks concerned. “My son didn’t have anything to do with it,” he says quietly.
“Hmm,” Carl sniffs.
“He was stalking Dani. He’s dangerous,” I snap.
“I don’t think Kraig did it,” Carl says, pulling the laptop around to show me the GPS coordinates of the dot showing where Dani’s work phone is. “Because I highly doubt that we’ve been paying our security guards enough money to afford a house on Stonehaven Lake.”
“Wait.” Finn peers at the screen. “Graham… isn’t that your lake house?”
47
DANI
We drive for what feels like days.
My fingers are swollen, and my hip hurts from where I’ve been lying in the cold trunk of the sedan.
Lulu has stopped barking and is curled up right under my chin, whining.
“Graham?” I yell half-heartedly.
Am I really kidnapped?
Is it Graham?
It has to be him, right? Who else would want to kidnap me?
I hope it’s him.
It’s suddenly quiet.
Have we stopped moving?
The trunk of the car pops open. I blink, trying to turn my stiff neck.
It’s night outside, but there’s enough light from the moon reflecting off the snow that I have to squint, especially after being locked in the pitch-black trunk. My kidnapper grabs my arms, and I yelp in pain as he drags me out of the car, grunting.
I didn’t gain that much weight on that bachelorette weekend, did I?
“Graham, please,” I beg him as he grabs me around the waist, half dragging me.
I fall a few feet into a damp dirt pit.
“Graham!” I shout up at him. “Graham! Why are you doing this? Let me out! I didn’t mean what I said earlier. Just, please. We can go home, get a pizza. Shoot, we can go run away to Paris if you want.”
The masked man looms above me, staring down at me like I’m a rabbit in a trap.
In the moonlight, I get a better look at him. It doesn’t really look like Graham, on inspection. I’ve gotten pretty familiar with him. His shoulders aren’t broad enough. The kidnapper’s not tall enough. The chest isn’t big enough. And it definitely doesn’t smell like him.
“You’re not Graham, are you?” My voice shakes.
My kidnapper throws my purse and Lulu after me.
I catch Lulu before she falls.
My purse lands splat in the mud at the bottom of the pit. I reach down to grab it and feel something skitter over my hand.
