~SARA~
The car drives down the road in a silent hum.
I sit in the back seat, eyes fixed on the window, lost in my own thoughts. My fingers tremble from time to time, and I clasp them together in my lap—an attempt to stop them from shaking. To stop them from revealing how terrified I am.
The stalker sent that video.
He invaded the most private space either of us had and dug out that footage, sending it to me as a threat. As a way of telling me he was near. Watching. That there was nowhere I could hide.
The games were getting more intense.
At first, Jeremy seemed to be the stalker. Now, Carl did.
Does that mean the stalker isn’t just one person but two?
Are there even more?
Is this some kind of revenge that goes beyond a madman’s obsessive crush?
If it is, then we’re in deep troub
