Page 31 of Monsters

“Right,” I said, exasperated with the situation. “Knowing Mason, whether I speak to you or not, I’m going behind his back.”

“We can station an officer. Monitor your apartment. If he’s lurking, we’ll catch him.”

I wasn’t filled with confidence.

“I don’t particularly want to spend another night at my apartment until my partner gets home. Mason obviously has keys or somehow figured out easy access to the place.”

“We can protect you, Ms. Sinclair,” Kinross insisted.

So you say.

“My parents now live a few hours north in Maine. They’re away on holiday at the moment for another four days, which isn’t ideal, but it’s better than going back to the apartment.”

“Does Mason know where your parents live?”

“No. He shouldn’t.”

“Leave us the address, and we’ll contact the Maine precinct and have them do a few drive-bys a night.”

“And what will happen here?”

“We keep searching for Mason Carter.”

---