HONESTY!
LINDSEY’S POV
Fear is shackles. Fear is a knife in the gut slowly twisted, fear is the constant hammer on the head.
My mind was starting to fail, like an engine that turns over and over, never kicking into action. I couldn’t formulate a thought.
Actually, I didn’t want to think about it. I had read so many books about stalkers and it all ends up badly. I am going to die if I am not smart about this. It is either I win or the stalker wins by killing me.
Holding the note close to my chest, I walked to the chair that was at the far end of the room. I had to come up with a very good plan this very instant. My teeth continued to chatter due to my quivering jaw. I tried clenching my teeth in effort to keep the jaw still and handle the situation well. Dropping the jaw so as to breat
