Chapter SevenI collapse into my seat and allow my legs to relax. My arms dangle at my sides. A few tears overflow, leaving my cheeks damp. I let them fall to my shirt, not bothering to wipe my face. Detective Sharpe makes a quick call to a nearby officer, instructing him to tail Vincent for the night. Without asking any questions, I listen intently to the agent and my tears continue to fall.
He explains to me that staying at work or home all the time could easily cause my stalker to act out. Apparently, the creep wants to see me. If he's unable to do so, he'll do awful things in effort to draw me out into the open, or so they tell me. Again, I'm reminded that these are all their professional opinions, and we cannot be certain of anything at this point.
Agent Reese explains that the more
