“I want you to come with us this weekend,” Bobby stated.
Carol rubbed her arms and looked out into the backyard. The wind blew so hard that the swings on the swing set were swinging around like they were full of kids. “I wish I could, but I can’t.”
“Why not?”
Feeling scared and very brittle, she turned until she faced him. “Because this is the day. There will be another victim today.”
“And?”
“And eventually he’s going to decompensate and come after me.”
He shook his head while he spoke. “You aren’t seriously considering sitting around here acting like bait, are you?”
Unsure exactly what she was doing, she shrugged. “I don’t even know who this can be, but I can’t leave. Please don’t ask me to.”
He crossed the room in three strides and stopped in front of her. “You’re out of your min
