Victor’s POV
I hear Alice calling my name, but I don’t answer.
I tighten my grip on the steering wheel, jaw clenched, and slam the car door shut behind me. Within seconds, the engine roars to life and I zoom off, leaving her voice fading into the distance.
These messages are getting out of hand.
Whoever is behind them knows too much… even my reason for marrying Alice. That alone sends a cold wave of anger through me. My fingers drum restlessly against the wheel as I drive.
I need to find him.
Before he succeeds in destroying everything I’ve planned.
That night, sleep never comes.
I toss and turn on my bed, sheets tangled around my legs, my mind racing endlessly. Every time I close my eyes, the messages replay in my head like a broken record.
Who is he?
How close is he?
