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Galina had been a kind woman before her illness. The only time I’d tried to take her outside since, she’d become violent. All of the bad memories had rushed back to her, and she’d had to be sedated. Of course, even when she was with me, there were two nurses who accompanied us, in case anything went wrong.
My eyes skimmed the paper briefly, until they landed on a name. Swallowing harshly, and trying to contain the pure fury I felt, I smiled at Ricki.
“There must’ve been a misunderstanding. Can you tell me when I supposedly granted her the right?”
With a look of doubt, Ricki motioned for me to come round to the other side of the counter.
“This is very strange.” The older woman fixed her glasses. “I can’t see the exact date, but everything is here, from your signature to hers.”
I closed my eyes with a huff. Of course she had the resources to hack into the poorly protected security system, but what was her goal? Up until this morning, everything had been just fine. No petty arguments or bad comebacks.
Ekaterina was fine when I saw her this morning.
“Don’t worry, Ricki,” I forced a smile. “It’s fine. She’s in good hands.”
Ricki looked uncertain, but with a sharp glare from me, she released a deep sigh. “Fine.” She was quick to glance at the big watch behind her. “But if Galina isn’t back within the next two hours, I’ll have to report it.”
I nodded. “She’ll be back.”
Within two minutes, I was back in my car. The engine roared to life, and I tore off down the road, my mind racing. How the fuck had Kaya even found out about Galina?
More importantly, what the fuck was she going to do to her?
I searched for my phone, and it seemed like it took hours to find it. I dialed her number, but before I pressed the call button, I noticed a missed call that had come through with a voice message. With narrowed eyebrows, I played it through the car’s speakers.
“Hey, so you’re probably shocked to hear my voice, huh?” Not really. “And I promise I’ll make this as quick as possible. Ekaterina was the one who killed me, for God knows what reason. This is pre-recorded and made to be sent when I die, so I’m not really sure how I died, but oh well, that’s life.”
Brianne’s annoying voice filled my car. I could barely stand it when she was alive; it was far worse now I was being haunted by a dead girl.
“When you asked me to go and grab her things and move them to your home, I found something… something very interesting.”
My ears perked up, my eyes narrowing.
“When she was eighteen years old, Ekaterina was diagnosed with ASPD. The reasons are unknown, but that’s not the worst part.” Brianne sighed slowly. “That girl has been stalking you for the past six years, Davorin. Six fucking years.”
I’d had my suspicions about Ekaterina not being neurotypical for a long time now. However, since there didn’t seem to be a single medical report of hers in existence—though I’m sure if there was, she was the sole owner of it—I could never know for sure.
However, the stalking part came as a complete surprise to me. A lazy smile quirked my lips, and a laugh followed. I knew almost every single detail of her entire life, yet she’d still managed to surprise me, in the best way possible.
It was ego-crushing that I hadn’t noticed it over the years, but this was Kaya. She knew how to be sleek and mischievous, and she knew how to remain hidden.
That thought brought a doubt to my mind. Sociopaths were unpredictable. Nothing about them made sense to me, and her kidnapping my ill mother wasn’t a turn I’d thought this would ever take.
“There’s a file attached to this message. This is a parting gift, Davorin. Be careful.” She sighed. “Ekaterina is a very dangerous person. Not only is she a sociopathic bitch, but she has an entire family with too much power backing her up.”
I cut the message short and pulled over. If she were alive, I would’ve killed her for speaking badly of Kaya. Though it was strange, all of it.
I was growing more pissed off as the minutes flew by. Did I truly want to open a box of worms? I stared at the document awaiting me. Everything in me told me not to open it, to continue as I was without any knowledge of it.
I despised change. And this was going to change everything.
Before I could blink, my thumb pressed the document, and it opened almost immediately. My eyes scanned the contents, an unsettling twist embedding itself in my stomach. The more I looked, the angrier I grew.
I hadn’t grasped the concept fully until I saw what was in front of me. This was supposed to be my game. And Ekaterina had fucking stolen it from me.
Pictures of me, tracing back all the way from six years ago to this past January. The pictures were too good, too clear to have been taken from any security-camera footage. She’d taken each and every single photograph herself, without being noticed.
Some were of me on the job, some were of me at the gym. Many of them were with Galina at the facility, outside on a bench. Fucking hell, some had even been taken in my own home, and I’d been so damned lost in my own world that I hadn’t noticed.
