cell phone anymore. She’d thrown it away after receiving another message from Bryan’s killer two days ago. He used Bryan’s cell phone again to call her.
His message, “I’m coming to get you,” echoed through her thoughts, producing beads of sweat on her forehead and upper lip. She swiped her hand across her face. She couldn’t let her daughter see how upset she was. Acting as though nothing was wrong wearied her to the point where she was getting no more than a few hours sleep at night.
Annie descended the staircase, composing her features into a calm countenance for her daughter. Jayden was probably already on the porch waiting, since she wasn’t the most patient child. As Annie emerged from the house, she paused. A sudden sense of being watched crawled up her spine, an unpleasant tingling following in its wake.
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