“Yes. About eight years ago, right at the beginning of the whole divorce, Gus flipped out. He – he started to follow me home from the grocery store and the park. He stood under the apartment window and shouted at me. He called me a thousand times a day.”
“He stalked you.”
“Basically. The police said that they couldn’t do anything until he actually did me harm – this was before the anti-stalker laws had any real teeth, you know.”
Sully tensed up. Yeah, he remembered those f*****g days all too well, back when stalkers were considered jokes, and being stalked was even thought of as a twisted form of flattery. Jessica and his baby had died because the police had underestimated the threat against them.
And so did I.
Wrenching his mind away from his wife and unborn child, he listened to Cor
