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“You okay?” Her eyes fill with concern.
“I’m fine. I will be fine.”
“Alright. I’ll see you later. I’ll be back late tonight, but call me if you need anything.”
“Sure.”
She saunters away, and I return my gaze to the glass panels on the kitchen window.
I think the best thing to do is to go to town and use one of the public phones to call the police. I could park my car outside town, then walk the rest of the way. That way, if they try to track me, I’d hopefully throw them off.
I down the rest of my coffee, which now tastes as bitter as gone-off licorice, and stand. It’s time to do something more than think. The sooner I can get this over and done with, the quicker I can get back to starting over.
Making my way into the hallway to grab my jacket, I do a mental check of what I need to do.
The moment I grab my jacket from the coat holder, Nick steps out of the living room, and my heart stops beating.
My God, he found me.
I was wrong. I gave him just the right amount of information to find me.
Now he’s here.
ChapterEleven
Tennessee
“Tennessee, we need to talk,” he says in a tentative voice that doesn’t suit his alpha personality.
What do I know, though?
The only thing I know about him is that he’s a killer.
My body is so numb I can’t get it to do anything. It’s as if I’ve stopped working and all my vital organs are shutting down.
I will my body to do anything besides stand here and look at the man who’s clearly flown across the country to kill me, but not even the flight response a person would normally get in a situation like this is working for me.
Maybe because it’s impaired just like everything else inside me. When I look at him, I want to see him as the killer I saw in Vegas, but what I see is the fantasy, and I remember how he made me feel.
“Tennessee.” He comes closer and touches my cheek.
That does it. The mere touch jolts my body like a spark plug awakening a dead battery in a car.
My brain snaps into focus, and I step away.
When I look at him now, I remember how he killed that man and chased after me when I ran away.
He’s here. What happened in Vegas followed me home, and I feel like I should have known he was the devil when he first smiled at me. Not just a dangerous man.
Evil.
“Baby, it’s important you listen to me.”
“Listen?” I can barely say the word. “Please, just leave me alone. Don’t hurt me. I won’t tell anyone what I saw.”
What a hypocrite I am. I was just going out the door to report him to the police.
“Tennessee, you need to come with me. You’re in danger.”
