Page 51 of Trust in my Heart (Desires of the Heart 2)

We are trying to go back to see when it started. It’s showing him stalking her, watching her. When she leaves, he leaves with her. Outside of the bar, he’s parked and watching her. The footage that Chad has shows us that.

I know we all blame ourselves for not noticing sooner.

There is one where he’s watching her at work from across the street, and someone walks up to him.

This person doesn’t have a hat, but they have sunglasses and it’s clearly a woman. She’s wearing a dress.

I zoom in on the woman. When she turns, her whole back is facing the camera and I grow cold at what I see.

Helen. I would recognise that tattoo on her back anywhere.

She bragged about it the day she got it. She was proud of it, but it creeped me the fuck out.

Who gets their mens’ names tattooed on them when they were only together for a few weeks?

We should have gotten rid of her then and there.

“Braxton! Dylan!” I shout and they come running.

I point to the screen and they stop cold when they see what I am pointing at.

Helen was talking to the man over a month ago.

This is outside Holly’s work.

Dylan rushes to make quick work of getting a background check on Helen.

We wait for the results, and go over everything we know about her.

“Why the fuck would Helen want Holly?” Braxton asks, confused.

“She’s a crazy bitch,” I mutter.

“She has always been intense, but why would she involve Holly?” Braxton asks.

“Helen wanted us back. She tried to frame Dylan into getting her pregnant. Who knows what she’s capable of. This crazy shit is right up her alley; I just can’t believe we didn’t think of her before,” I say.

Dylan comes back. “Helen has a brother. Their parents died a few years ago, and it has just been them the last few years.”

“Why would she tell us she was an only child then? That doesn’t make sense,” Braxton mutters to himself.

“Nothing Helen did ever made sense,” Dylan says.

“At least we have something to go on now,” I say, and we get to work on the only lead we have had to help find our woman.

Holly

No one has been here the last couple days and, the last time I saw Helen, she threw a box of protein bars at me and said they would be back in a few days.

Her brother didn’t look too happy. I have to wonder what they needed to take care of.

If it wasn’t for the bars and the sink so that I could at least have water, then I don’t know what I would do.

I look around again for any way to get this chain off of my ankle.

So far, I’ve had no such luck.

Whatever they are doing has kept her brother’s creepy advances from me.

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