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Chapter 10: Shadows lingering

Author: confidence Chinaza eze
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-20 16:49:27

The message hit like ice water.

Bail posted. See you soon, lovers.

Emma stared at the phone until the screen dimmed, Kayla’s smug smile frozen in the photo. Jake’s arm tightened around her waist, his body tense against hers in the dark bedroom.

“She’s out,” Emma said, voice hollow.

Jake took the phone, scrolling with a grim expression. “Anonymous cash bond. Conditions attached no contact, stay-away order, ankle monitor. She can’t come near us.”

But the words felt thin. Kayla had already proven she could reach them from behind bars, burner phones, hidden cameras, manipulated videos.

Emma pulled away, wrapping her arms around herself. The anchor necklace felt heavier now. “Who paid? She doesn’t have that kind of money.”

Jake’s jaw clenched. “Someone who believes her story. Or wants to hurt us.” He dialed the detective, pacing naked across the room, muscles coiled. The conversation was short, clipped. When he hung up, he looked exhausted.

“Monitor shows her at a motel thirty miles east. Police are increasing patrols. We’re safe here tonight.”

Safe. The word tasted like a lie.

They didn’t sleep much. Jake held her close, but every creak of the house made them both tense. At dawn, gray light filtered through the curtains. Mia burst in at eight, eyes wide after Jake’s frantic text.

“She’s out?” Mia dropped her bag, hugging Emma fiercely. “I’m not leaving you two alone. We ride this out together.”

The day dragged in suffocating quiet. Police updates: Kayla checked in at the motel. No violations. Lawyers filed emergency motions to revoke bail. Jake installed new security cams himself, motion-activated, cloud-backed, tamper-proof.

Emma tried to act normal, coffee on the balcony, swimming with Mia to burn off nerves but fear sat cold in her stomach.

By evening, another message. This time to Mia’s phone.

A photo of the three of them on the balcony that afternoon Mia laughing, Jake’s arm around Emma.

Caption: Cute family reunion. Won’t last.

Mia blocked the number, hands shaking. “She’s close.”

Jake’s face went lethal. “Police are tracing it.”

But night fell without answers.

They barricaded doors, kept lights on, took shifts watching windows. Jake’s gun stayed on the nightstand. Emma lay awake listening to rain start again, soft against glass.

At 1 a.m., power flickered then died.

Backup lights kicked on dim. Alarms silent batteries drained.

Jake was up instantly. “Generator should’ve started.”

He checked the panel. Tampered. Wires cut.

Emma’s heart raced. “She’s here.”

Mia grabbed a kitchen knife, joining them in the hall.

A soft knock at the front door three taps, deliberate.

Jake motioned them back, gun raised.

Through the peephole: no one.

But on the welcome mat, a single red envelope.

He opened the door a crack, scanned the dark porch. Empty.

Inside the envelope: a printed photo of Emma sleeping, taken through their bedroom window last week, before the cameras were planted.

On the back, in red ink: Sweet dreams. I’m closer than you think.

No footprints in the wet grass. No sign of entry.

Police arrived fast floodlights, dogs, full search. Found nothing. Kayla’s monitor still placed her at the motel.

Ghosting tech. Or an accomplice.

The detective’s face was grim. “We’re moving you to a safe house tomorrow. This escalated.”

Jake nodded, arm around Emma. “We’ll pack tonight.”

But as officers left, another buzz, Jake’s phone.

Unknown number. Live video feed.

The camera panned slowly across their bedroom, the bed still rumpled from earlier, the anchor necklace on the nightstand where Emma had left it to shower.

Then the view swung to the mirror.

Kayla’s reflection smiled back, waving.

She was inside the house.

Right now.

Jake roared her name, gun up, racing upstairs with Emma and Mia behind him.

Doors slammed. Footsteps echoed.

But when they burst into the bedroom, empty.

Window open. Rain blowing in.

On the bed: the necklace, snapped in half.

And a new note:

You can run. But summer’s not over yet.

Sirens wailed again in the distance, backup arriving.

Jake pulled Emma close, voice shaking with rage.

“We’re leaving. Tonight.”

They packed essentials in minutes, piling into Jake’s truck under police escort.

As they sped away, headlights cutting through rain, Emma looked back at the darkened house.

Lightning flashed, illuminating a figure on the dock, blonde hair whipping in wind, watching them go.

Kayla.

Or someone wearing her face.

The real storm was just beginning.

And it was following them.

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