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Haunting-Adeline

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four government poli cians.

This isn’t just a boy playing dress-up with a mob boss’s suit and handgun.

Arch was insignificant in the grand scheme of things. But this… this is big.

Did Mark deserve it? Absolutely. But I was at his house. I was someone

on his radar. And now that he’s dead, what if they come for me?

Shit. You really are an idiot, Addie.

I rest my elbows on my knees and slump my head into my hands. My

thoughts are spiraling out of control.

Who cares if it happened to be the most mind-blowing sex I’ve ever had

in my life? And probably will ever have. The dude is just as crazy as the girl

on screen.

He’s killed before, and he’s obviously going to do it again, and what if he

tries to take out the goddamn President next? Or someone else with

connec ons to some very unhinged people?

I just don’t think I’m okay with that. I look up at the screen again, a news

reporter standing in front of flashing siren lights at Satan's Affair.

I’m just not okay with this. With the fear that some terrifying people are

going to come a er me because Zade keeps killing off high-profile people.

He’s a goddamn serial killer.

I need to end things with him. For good.

It doesn’t ma er what he makes me feel. He’s going to put my life in

danger, over and over. And how does someone just… be okay with that?

I’m rocking in Gigi's old chair when a flash of movement outside my

window catches my eye. My heart skips several beats when I find my

shadow standing on the other side, several feet away with that damn red

cherry blaring in the night.

Fuck. He’s here.

He’s not going to listen to reason when I tell him to leave me alone. He

never did before, it won't be any different now. I need to figure out how

the hell to get him away from me permanently. Maybe I'll look into that

bodyguard Daya spoke about before.

But right now, the only thing I can do is call the police. They'll be here

quick if I lie and say I'm in serious danger, and in the mean me, I'll try to

convince him to leave.

Adrenaline and a heady mix of fear trickles into my bloodstream as I

scramble up and away from the window and look for my phone.

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