The phone kept ringing and I stared at the screen while my pulse hammered against my ribs and every instinct told me not to answer. Unfortunately every other instinct told me I couldn’t afford not to. The name remained there.
RAZE
For months he had communicated through messages, photos, packages and breadcrumbs.
Not he was calling me directly.
My thumb hovered over the screen and then I answered.
“Hello?” I answered.
Silence greeted me. Not empty silence but controlled silence. Like someone was waiting.
“You took longer than I expected.” He said.
The sound of his voice sent a chill down my spine because it wasn’t angry or threatening. It was calm. Too calm.
I glanced toward the hallway and nobody seemed away or aware which was good for now.
“You’ve been stalking me for mo
