Chapter Six
Life without Alec sucked.
I was victim to more weird phone messages, and the stalker seemed to have me in his sights almost every day. I didn’t often see him, but I could tell he was there.
My conclusions about that matter took shape when I remembered the first call and the first creepy feelings, right after my bogus marriage to Falconer. I was sure he was behind it.
Day after I fled the beach house, I looked up an attorney who had done some legal work for Josie several years before, and made my first stab at obtaining the annulment. He said he’d do the research and would probably have my freedom within a few weeks.
I was moving so fast, spurred by so much anger that it took an entire day before I honestly remembered the bracelet on my wrist—or the new bar that was lodged
