Chapter Three
The Eyes of the Beast
After James leaves for work I am alone. I sense the eyes of the beast are somewhere in the condo, watching me. I shake off the crazy paranoid feeling and go on with my day. I take a shower, do my hair and makeup. I swallow a handful of water and take my birth control bills. I go into the kitchen to drink a cup of coffee and eat a piece of toast. After breakfast, I still feel nervous. I walk around the condo and look in every room, every closet. I sigh, feeling extremely foolish and silly. “The devil doesn’t exist,” I say to myself. I sit down, open my laptop and focus on my work. Several hours go by.
Soon it’s time to get ready for my meeting with Mr. Wilkin. I get the address from my email and type it into my I-Phone. I put on a dress and heels. I t
