Chapter Three
“Don’t resist when the unusual happens and you won’t get hurt. It would be impossible for you to forget the woman of your past”
This is the most threatening and direct of the three messages. My premonitions tell me that end is near, that perhaps my hard won freedom will soon dissolve. Chills race my spine and for at least sixty seconds I contemplate my options. Go to the police; hire a bodyguard; confess to Steven; runaway. Which one?
“Shelly,” the sound of his voice crackles against my skin. I turn abruptly, still holding the note in my hand, then slowly fold it, nonchalantly setting it on the counter beside the pizza box. I’m hungry and thought we’d have a snack in bed before we fall asleep, but then there was the note distracting my attention.
“That the note from Moni
