53 Mackenzie
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CHLOE WAS PRETTY UPSET that I hadn’t called her back. When I explained why, she was livid.
“You need to call the police. He can’t get away with that,” she snapped.
I explained that we had no proof and told her how I’d scratched his face.
“He actually threatened to have me arrested. Can you believe it?” I said dryly.
“That asshole. Good God. If I’d have known that you were in that kind of danger, I would have found a way to get to you myself.”
“It’s okay. I had no idea myself.”
“I feel horrible. I’m so sorry, Mackenzie.”
“It’s okay.”
“No, it’s not. You could have been killed and I knew you were with him,” she said, sounding on the verge of tears. “I should have called the cops or something.”
“You didn’t know any of this was going to happen. It’s over. I’m sa
