Chapter 21

It was around 11 am and Alex was at work. Yesterday evening he took me out for dinner to clear my mind.

But the picture replayed in my mind. Sending me a picture of my dead mother was taking it too far.

That was ridiculous.

The message came from Damien's address too. This was too much. Too fucking much.

I dialed Damien's number and on the 2nd ring, he answered. I knew Alex said that I shouldn't call him but I was fucking pissed. I needed to vent.

"Damien, you have some fucking nerve doing that shit!"

"Doing what Annie?"

"Sending pictures of my dead mother; sending all these threats through text. Are you kidding me?"

"Annie I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't play dumb. The messages came from your address."

"Annie, I'm not even home. I left and went to Florida 3 days ago. Let me send you my location."

Surely enough he was in Florida. What sense does that make?

"I don't know who's been sending those messages that are pretty messed up but I wouldn't do that to you, Annie. I t