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Somehow she regained her words. “How do you know where I am right now?”
“I put an app on your phone,” Tony said.
He put an app on my phone.
The hairs on the back of her neck rose. He knew exactly where she was.
Chapter 4
What kindof app did he put on my phone? And why? When did he do it? Was it on there yesterday? Does he know I came to his house? Does he know I took those pictures?
“You put an app on my phone,” she repeated tonelessly, still in shock about it.
“Of course,” Tony said. “To make sure you’re safe.” He laughed that low laugh again. “Can’t have anything bad happening to my baby.”
This is so not okay. Why would he want to track me everywhere I go? And how long has it been on there?
She picked up her cell phone, looking at it as she put it on speaker phone. She had the sudden desire to fling her phone out the window. The only thing stopping her was that she needed it to get to Sadie’s place.
“Nothing bad is going to happen to me,” she said.
“Not while you’re under my protection,” he said.
Under his control, he means. What could he do with that app if something did happen to me? Listen while it was happening? How would that app protect me? It’s not like self-defense training or a weapon. No, this is all about Tony’s need to be in control and to know where I am at all times. Protecting me? No. This is such bullshit.
A memory came back to her.
Marilyn had just taken her last bite of Happy Family Chinese take-out with white rice the night Tony opened her apartment door and walked right in.
He didn’t bother to knock or announce himself, just acted like he owned the place.
How he’d gotten his own key still irked her. He’d slipped her house key to his bodyguard who then left to make Tony a copy.
“This will be easier,” Tony had told her. “If I have to wait for you, when you’re heading back from the studio at night. I saved you the trouble of making me one,” he’d said with a shrug and a wink. As if he was helping her, not helping himself.
Basically, he could then come into her place any time he wanted to.
That very same day she’d asked the apartment maintenance guy to install a new deadbolt on her door. By the end of the day, it was done. He hadn’t figured out she’d had the deadbolt changed yet.
Tony was really good at walking into a room and taking over. Taking over was one of the things he did best. He was all type A, and she liked a man who could take charge, so at first it had attracted her to him.
But she’d wanted to be asked about things like giving him a key. What if she hadn’t wanted him to have a key to her place? Though she wasn’t in the habit of dating more than one guy at a time, she’d also had never given a key to any of the men she’d dated. For any reason. Once they had a key, they could walk in any time they wanted. As Tony had. She didn’t like that.
“You know I’ll never let anything happen to you,” Tony said to her now.
Oh sure, she thought.Til you put a bullet in my head.
The thought made her stomach flip.
“I know,” she said.
“Got another call to take,” he said. “Talk later.” Then he was off the call.
She looked her cell phone over as she drove, trying to see where this app was that he’d put on it.
But she didn’t see anything unusual.
I have to get rid of this phone.
