and found it empty. Alex and Scott had disappeared. And so had the Stalker.
âWhereâd they go?â Lacey asked, twisting the hem of her shirt in her hands.
âI donât know.â Sarah frowned suddenly feeling ill. She swallowed the saliva that had flooded her mouth and took a deep breath.
Out of the corner of her eye she spotted movement to her right. A door opened, and then the Stalker stepped into view. Sarah grabbed Jackie and pulled her into the shadow of the building they had just exited. âHeâs looking for the guys,â she whispered. âStay very still.â
Lacey followed her sisterâs lead, and joined her and Jackie in the shadows. Twirling her long, blond hair around her finger, she bit her lip. A whimper escaped her mouth, earning her a wicked glare from her sister.
The Stalker searched up and down the alley then cursed and pulled a cell phone out of his pocket. He walked further out into the alley and spoke into the phone. His voice sounded gravelly, like someone who smoked all the time. But Sarah couldnât make out what he was saying. He walked toward them, still speaking. Sarahâs heart hammered her chest as she inched back toward the safety of the doorway. Bumping into Jackie, Sarah motioned for her to get moving.
The girls made it into the entryway just as the gravelly sound of the Stalkerâs voice filled Sarahâs ears. He walked into view, but kept his back to the girls. Sarahâs mouth went dry as cotton.
âTheyâre gone,â the Stalker said, sending some stones from the dirt road flying with an angry kick. âHow do I know who they were?â His belligerent tone sliced through the humidity as he sent more stones flying with another kick.
He strolled away from the girls, but didnât speak. Sarah guessed he was listening to the other person. She crouched down into the corner and pulled Jackie and Lacey with her. As the girls huddled, Sarah placed her hand over her heart, trying to calm it. At the same time she took short gulps of air hoping the Stalker couldnât hear her breathe.
âI donât know what theyâre connection is. I just know they had a picture and were showing it around town,â the man grumbled.
Sarahâs heart lurched into overdrive and her throat seemed to squeeze shut as she tried to breathe. Heâs talking about us! How does he know we were showing a picture around town? She grabbed Jackieâs hand and squeezed, willing her to be still.
âAll right,â the Stalker said. His gravelly voice had turned into an irritated growl. He disconnected the call and sighed. Then he looked up the alley and back down before he turned and walked east, away from the girls.
Sarah exhaled slowly and then inhaled. Her stomach fluttered. He had been so close . She remembered looking at the white of his scalp through his thinning hair as he gazed up at the sky while he spoke on the phone.
The sound of shoes scraping across gravel sent shudders through Sarahâs body. Is he coming back ? Her chest tightened as the sound grew louder, meaning the Stalker was coming closer. She clutched Jackieâs hand and tried to make herself invisible by crouching lower in the corner.
âWhat are you guys doing?â Alex asked, peeking around the corner. He kept his voice low and his eyes on the notorious man in the alley.
Sarah exhaled a sigh of relief. âAm I glad to see you!â She stood and brushed dirt off of the back of her skirt. âI thought you were that guy.â
âHeâs further down the alley,â Scott reported as he stood at the edge of the entryway like a sentry watching for signs of trouble. âWeâve got to follow him,â Sarah said, stepping forward. âHe was definitely following us and I want to know why.â
âHow do you know?â Scott asked.
âBecause he was talking on the phone to someone and said that we were passing around a
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