SHAWN’S P.O.V
Jason and I came to a stop when we found the address where Abigail’s phone indicated she was located. We parked just out of sight just to be on the safe side. It was starting to look like this wasn’t a simple misunderstanding at all. There was no reason for her to be at an old creepy house that appeared to have been abandoned for many years.
A car I don’t recognize is parked in the driveway haphazardly. Dread is making its way into every pore of my body. This wasn’t looking good and the more I thought about it, it looked like it might have something to do with those text messages that she had been getting.
How could I have been so stupid not to have realized this before now? Some psycho had been harassing her relentlessly for a while now. I should have made her go to the
