Page 90 of Chasing Sarah

The diner is completely empty. Rob, the night cook, just stepped outside to throw out the garbage.

Eddie’s entire demeanor changes. His already dark eyes somehow become black holes. Like a shark suddenly in a feeding frenzy.

He takes a step forward. Then another.

When he reaches the other side of the counter, I bolt.

I push through the swinging door leading into the kitchen. He’s right on my tail. Fear courses through my veins, propelling me forward. The narrow spaces of the kitchen make it hard to run but I use it to my advantage. I’m smaller than he is so I can slip around corners much faster than he can.

A shriek bursts out of my mouth when I hear the sound of dishware crashing to the floor. Eddie curses, the sound of him stepping on the broken shards follow.

The back door opens with a thud against the wall. Rob steps in, whistling happily before he freezes.

“Help!” I scream, ducking under his arm and hiding behind him. His eyes are wide, and he takes in the mess of the kitchen.

Where is Eddie?

I peek over his shoulder but don’t see him.

It’s as though I completely imagined him.

“What the hell is going on?” Rob asks, spinning around to face me.

I swipe a hand across my forehead, my hairline wet with sweat. “Someone was chasing me.” My heart pounds against my chest and I struggle to hold my weight upright.

Rob reaches over, picking up a large kitchen knife and begins searching the place.

It takes us an extra 2 hours after closing to make sure everything is cleaned up and secured before Rob gives me a ride home.

My mind is still reeling at tonight events. I’ve been so careful but somehow Eddie was still able to catch me off guard.

After greeting my brothers, eating some leftovers for dinner, and getting ready for bed, I’m finally able to rest. And I mean physically. Mentally? My brain refuses to shut off.

Will this happen again?

When will it happen?

What does Eddie want from me?

A repulsed shudder travels down my spine at the thought of his hands anywhere near my body.

My phone chimes and I reach over to read the message.

Damien: We need to talk.

I rub my eyes, making sure I’m reading the message correctly.

I haven’t heard from Damien in months. The last thing I had heard of him was that he’d left town. So why, out of the blue, does he reach out? And of all nights, it happens to be the first time I come face to face with Eddie?

I hardly believe in coincidences, and this definitely doesn’t seem like one.

All chances of getting any sleep tonight are nonexistent. I’m unsettled even more now than before.

What am I going to do?

Chapter 33

Paige has been missing for over a month.

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