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He- whoever he was- was back.
Chapter 17
How did he find me?
Is it because of the article? But how would he have seen it?
What did I do?
How did this happen?
I beat my brain with questions I didn’t have answers to. I was at a complete loss, in shock and almost completely shut down. Sitting on the back steps with my head in my hands, completely clueless.
“Okay, Abbigail, I need you to work with me here. You said there was no one in sight when you got back to the house, correct?” Detective Kendrick asked with his hands on his hips.
I nodded my head. “There was no one around. I was alone.”
“And you-”
“Abbs! Where is she?” Knox’s voice boomed through the house. “Don’t fucking touch me, where is she? Abbigail!”
I turned and looked over my shoulder as a deputy tried to hold Knox back. His features were hard, mean. With a clenched jaw he looked around until his eyes landed on mine. His face softened and then Robbie stepped in, effectively blocking my view.
“Let him through. He’s her boyfriend.” His voice held no room for argument.
Seconds later I was enveloped in a tight embrace, my face buried in his chest while my hands clung to his back desperately. My brothers stood off to the side, deep in conversation with their arms crossed, my silent protectors.
“I got here as fast as I could,” he whispered as he rubbed a hand up and down my back.
“I don’t know how he found me,” my voice broke.
Knox pulled back and held my face between his hands. “Look at me. Nothing is going to happen to you.”
“He’s right,” Logan piped in and walked over. To my utter shock he clapped Knox on the shoulder and then jerked his thumb towards the house. “Let’s talk, Fitz.”
Knox kissed my forehead and disappeared into the house with my brothers in tow. I wiped my eyes and turned back to Detective Kendrick, clearing my throat before relaying the night’s events for what felt like the millionth time.
I was shaken up and scared, and all I wanted to do was pack a bag and bolt. If I was in danger, then what did that mean for the people I loved? I couldn’t put everyone at risk for my own safety.
But why was this happening again? Things were finally looking up and I was getting back to normal. I wasn’t constantly looking over my shoulder and I felt safe for the first time in months.
“Is there anyone you’ve seen recently? Have you reconnected with any old friends? I know you’re frustrated, Abbigail, but I need you to think.”
“I already told you,” I nearly growled, my frustration evident. “I haven’t seen any…”
Then it hit me.
“Caleb…”
Kendrick’s dark eyebrows rose. “Caleb who?”
“Caleb Bishop,” I responded softly, still trying to process it. There was no way in hell it could be Caleb, could it? No, he was too sweet, too shy to do something as bold as stalk me. He didn’t have it in him, there was no way. I would have felt it, would have known if there was something off about him.
“The journalist?”
“Yes, but… it can’t-”
Kendrick started barking orders at a deputy nearby. “I want Caleb Bishop brought in for questioning. Now.”
