Chapter 3

I worked on my computer for a few more hours, fielding questions from time to time from staff when they’d stick their heads into my office. Other than that, they’d left me alone.

Right before it was time to call it a night, I checked my email one last time. There was a new message, and it was from…No way! This was the first time he’d contacted me since he’d left, the cretin.

I refused to be curious. I deleted it and shut down my computer before heading out.

When I stepped into the house I was now renting—I’d broken the lease on my apartment and had moved out—my cell phone buzzed, announcing I had a text. I set my keys and wallet on the dining room table before taking took the phone out of my pocket.

I didn’t recognize the number. The text said, Back in town

Frowning, I sent back, Don’t know you. Wrong number