Page 101 of I'm Watching You

‘Where?’

‘It was wrapped in the newspaper.’

‘What does it say?’

‘I’ll let Warwick tell you.’ Tension laced the words but she was too worried to question them.

Zack guided Lindsay over to the edge of the yellow tape roping off the front of her town house. She’d been shut out of Sanctuary and wondered now if she would be barred from her home.

Warwick approached her. ‘Ms O’Neil.’

Lindsay braced. ‘Detective. What does the note say?’

Warwick glanced at his notebook.‘ “One less demon to battle, Lindsay. P.S. Be careful of cars when you jog. The Guardian.” ’

Despite the heat, a chill shot down her back. ‘He’s watching me.’

‘When’s the last time you went running?’ Warwick said.

‘This morning. I ran near Bandy Field. I was nearly hit by a van when I crossed Three Chopt.’ Anger rose up in her. ‘The bastard is watching me.’

Zack’s jaw tightened. ‘Did you see anyone this morning?’

She couldn’t look at him as the memories of this morning returned. ‘No. But I wasn’t running alone. I was with my friend Tasha Winters. She works with the canine unit. I can call her. She might have seen something.’

Warwick shook his head. ‘I’ll take care of it. What time were you running?’

‘Between six and seven.’

‘Winters was with you the whole way?’ Warwick said.

Color flooded her cheeks. ‘No. She had to get to work. I ran longer.’

Zack straightened at the simple lie that masked theircomplicated meeting. ‘You might as well hear this from me, Warwick. Lindsay was at my house this morning.’

Warwick lifted a brow. ‘Your house?’

Lindsay wanted to melt into the ground. ‘That has nothing to do withthis.’

Zack held up his hand to silence her. ‘When Lindsay and I were together, she admired a house near her jogging route. I recently bought the house. She asked for a tour.’

Warwick frowned. ‘How long was she at your house?’

Zack didn’t flinch. ‘About a half hour.’

A half hour? Is that all it had been?

‘What did you two talk about?’ Warwick said.

‘Personal things,’ Lindsay interjected.

‘Nothing related to the murders,’ Zack said.

Warwick didn’t look pleased. ‘All right.’

‘Lindsay privately offered to go through her case files with Ricker and see if any suspects come to mind.’

Warwick nodded. ‘All right.’

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