Two DPS officers arrived at Ashley’s house at seven the next morning, which pleased Josh because he worried at the way this situation was heading. Ashley’s stalker had sounded angry yet controlled. The man had a plan and possessed the patience to follow it. Josh got the impression her stalker was toying with her at present.
The DPS officers, both men, were older than him but bore fit physiques and sharp gazes that never settled but constantly assessed for risk.
“Thank you for coming,” Ashley said. “Your boss told me you’d require nearby accommodation and one of you would drive my car since it’s big enough for all of us.”
“Yes, ma’am.” The man stood at around Josh’s height of six-four and held himself with a military bearing. His tan skin suggested Maori ancestry as did his close-cut bla
