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“Appreciated.”
Silence falls over us for a few minutes before Conner says something that has me sitting up straighter in the chair.
“You had a chance to look at Remi’s cell yet?”
“No, why?”
“She said something about him messaging her. Stalking her or something. She wasn’t really with it, so I have no idea if she was talking sense or not.”
“Why the fuck are you only telling me this now?” I bark, pushing the chair out behind me, ready to race back to the pool house to look for evidence.
“It doesn't really matter now. He’s gone. He ain’t gonna be doing fuck all.”
“Not the point.”
“Here you go, sweetie,” Ellen says, placing two plates with giant sandwiches on it in front of me.
“Thank you,” I say with a smile that I don’t really feel. My expression hardens as I turn back to Conner. “You think of anything else, you fucking tell me, all right?”
“Sure thing, man. Now go look after your girl.”
I immediately do as he suggests and head back to the pool house. She’s still sleeping soundly when I poke my head into the bedroom after putting the plates down in the kitchen.
Searching for her purse, I finally find it down the side of the couch. I pull her cell out, tap in the code to unlock it and open her messages. The top one is from an unknown number. I open it and scroll up through the messages.
Creepy as fuck.
I think back to the message I received from her, where she told me to stop stalking her. That fucker was watching her. All along he was watching her, and she thought it was me.
Fuck.
Why would she think it’s me if she suspected it was Bexley?
She should know I wouldn’t hide in the shadows. If I want something, I fucking get it.
A shudder runs down my spine, knowing that that motherfucker had been following her, watching her. My fingers tighten on the cell with the need to do something about this.
But he’s gone. He can’t touch her anymore.
She’s safe.
I won’t let that motherfucker anywhere near her ever again.
Or anyone else, for that matter.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Remi
“I can feel you staring, Mom,” I sigh. We’re supposed to be watching the film, but every five seconds I feel her gaze flick to my face.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart. It’s just when I think about what could have happened...” Her voice cracks, and I shuffle along the couch and reach for her hand.
“But it didn’t. I’m okay, Mom. I’m going to be okay.”
“I know, I just keep thinking what if Ace hadn't got there. What if—”
“Mom, you’ve got to let it go. I don’t think Bexley would have taken it any further. I just think he got all messed up in his head and—”
