When Paige got Abby’s text, a shudder of relief went through her body. It’s over. She’d been so scared, for so long. She’d been terrified Jack would manage to kill Abby too. She’d been afraid Jack would find a way to get to her, force her back into his orbit, keep her a prisoner to his obsession if not his desires. For the most part, though, she’d been afraid for Abby. All that was gone now.
She looked around the apartment and met the eyes of the cop who’d been left there with her. “It looks like they’ve got him.” She wasn’t sure how to start the conversation. This probably wasn’t it, but it was a start.
“Right?” Jenkins, or Jennings, or whatever his name was, tapped his ear. Apparently, he had an earpiece or something. How had Paige missed that? “Awesome work, really. And no one got hur
