Chapter 6

"It's nothing," I reassured Lynn for a bit. I told her I had just left to clear my mind and would reach out to her again later.

After ending the video call, I looked out at the peaceful night sky over the small town.

But my mind was restless.

Knowing Victor's tactics, it was only a matter of time before he found me.

Sure enough, he arrived a month later.

That afternoon, the sunlight was perfect. I wore an apron, tending to a new pot of hydrangeas outside the shop.

Suddenly, a line of black cars silently stopped at the corner, looking out of place with the relaxed atmosphere around me.

The door to the front-most car opened, and Victor stepped out.

He wore a perfectly tailored suit, and his hair was neat. Victor looked much the same as a month ago, but his eyes were tired and bloodshot in a way I had never seen before.

When he looked at me, he noticed the soil-stained apron I wore and the small trowel in my hand.

Surprise and confusion filled his gaze. It was as if he had expe