CHAPTER NINE
It was a doll, hanging from a rafter not far from the office window, placed so that anyone coming into the office would clearly see it.
Alexa stared at it for a second, feeling a prickling all over her flesh. Even from this distance she could see the note pinned on it.
A note for her. She felt sure of it.
Drake had always had a strange focus on her, ever since they had caught him. It was unsettling, sickening even.
And, in a strange way she didn’t really like to delve into, flattering. This was a man who thought most of the human race was inferior. He actually admired her.
He had admired Powers too, she reminded herself. And look what happened to him.
They opened the interior door, Agent Barrett ducking around the corner, leading with his g*n and ready to fire at anyone
