She seated herself and enjoyed the
croissant and her scrambled egg whites. Eliza knew just how she liked things.
After almost 18 years, Eliza could anticipate nearly her every move. She hadn’t
asked for the breakfast, but Eliza just knew she would want something light
after her swim.
When she reached her room 20
minutes later, she saw she had two messages on her phone. Clarissa started the
shower and hit the speakerphone button, listening as she peeled off her wet
swimsuit. Ryan’s voice poured out with excitement, his message upbeat and full
of hope for little Scotty Martinez. She smiled, deleted the message and made a
mental note to call him back later. Her hand froze on the phone when she heard
the strange voice as the next message played automatically.
“Jessica…” the single word reminded
her of a terrorizing scene from Silence
of the Lambs. The heavy breathing paralyzed her, sending her mind spiraling
back into her nightmares. It’s not
possible. How could he find me? Twin snakes of fear twisted in her belly
and sent chills racing over her naked body. When Eliza found her half an hour
later, she was still clutching the phone and rocking on her knees while the
shower ran cold.
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