Janus
The good news: the PI I hired had caught the man who had been calling Val on the phone. His name was Christopher Danson, and he lived in a little house near the path at the back of Briar Hill. His place had been so derelict and covered with vines that nobody really noticed it much. After all, once anyone passed Briar hill, nobody noticed anything else anymore.
Christopher had been living with his mother in their house from when he was a little boy. His mother had died the year before, and it had somehow set him off. He worked at his home as a computer programmer. So, he felt some kinship with Valerie, who also worked at home. The fact that he had been watching her and had been alert to her usual movements was unnerving, but at least this chapter in Valerie’s life was over.
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