Chapter 22

We spend the entire weekend on the yacht, and I love every minute of it. The only downside was the very odd feeling of feeling watched. I do not know why or how but, it is an evil feeling. I can feel it in my gut, this is not a person who is just sitting somewhere to watch the ships go by, this person has evil intentions. Hunter and my mother are below deck. I look onto the water, and in the distance, I see a man, I have never seen him before. He looks as old as Hunter but, has a sinister look on his face. He is watching our yacht with a deadly glare. Suddenly, something stirs within me, he catches my sight, and I cannot hold back to snarl that rips from me ‘how did I fucking do that?’ I say to myself. I see the man give me his full attention and he is growling back at me like he is wanting to pounce.

I curl my lips and position myself in defense mode. I do not know how I am aware of any of this. I have always been a very peaceful person. I have never fought; how do