Chapter 9
A week had passed since the Seebolds had left and I was still floating on air.
When returning from work, I noticed the envelope that had been slid under my door. My first thought was that it came from Vera, and I smiled as I bent to retrieve it. Inside was a white card. Completely blank, except for a single word. Written with a black felt tipped pen, it slammed into me, sending me staggering back to flop into a chair.
KILLERIt had to be from Denning. First the email, and then this. He was back, and stalking me. An ice cold ball of fear formed in my stomach, and I was stuffed. He wanted revenge, but what did he mean? Why ‘KILLER’? I never killed him, though I wished that I had. Or had he died? The note could have been left by someone wanting to avenge his death. Did he have a b
