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“Daddy’s got you. You don’t have to fight me anymore. Everything is going to be okay. Daddy’s going to take good care of you.”
There was the word again.Daddy. It had been on one of the stuffed animals, and now, he was calling himself that.
This had to be her stalker. This person had to have hadsome kind of surgery to make him look like Ethan. He must have done his research, gone through everything he could to impersonate Ethan, and made Margery believe he was alive.
Who would go through something like that?
Margery cocked her head, trying to see if she could grab with her arms. All she saw was his face close to her, and he gave her a wicked grin.
“Hello, love.”
She turned back around and pushed against his arm once again. What could she do?
“Be a good girl for Daddy and relax. I’m here to help you and cherish you.”
But she wasn’t going to relax. Not when her life could be on the line. She wanted to continue to live and try to find somebody to live the rest of her life with.
Her eyes went wide as an idea popped into her head. If it worked, she would have to be quick. Where were her keys? Did she leave them by the little table near the front door? There’s only one way to find out, and if they weren’t there, then she would have to go to plan B.
Pulling her head forward, she rammed it back and connected it with his. Pain radiated across the back of her head, but she didn’t have time to think about that. Ethan groaned in pain, and his arms loosened around her. Margery quickly made a dash for the door.
“You’re going to pay for that!” Ethan yelled.
Margery saw her keys on the little table and grabbed them before opening the door and running out of the house.
Rain pelted down on her as she ran toward her car. Shecould barely see what was in front of her. This wasn’t good. How was she going to drive safely when she couldn’t see?
Margery didn’t know, but she was going to have to try. She needed to get away from the cabin. She wasn’t safe in either place, but she needed to pick the better one out of the two.
She touched the car and felt around, trying to find the door handle. Panic went through her at not being able to hear him. The only sound was the rain slamming against the car and floor. The thunder and lightning boomed every couple of minutes.
Where was he?
Her hand finally found the door handle, and she yanked it open.
“You know I love a good chase!” Ethan yelled as she shut the door.
With shaky hands, she pushed the keys into the ignition and turned the car on. Margery let out a shriek as her car lights turned on—Ethan was standing in front of the car.
Without even thinking, she put the car in reverse and backed away. Without sparing him another glance, she put her car into drive and drove off.
Margery’s windshield wipers were going as fast as they could, but she couldn’t see much. How was she safely going to get back into town? She already hated driving, and now it was raining, she could barely see.
Carefully but quickly, she drove down the road, or what she thought was the road. How far was it to the town? Where did she have to turn?
“Shit,” she mumbled.
Her phone was on the kitchen counter. Shit. How was she going to find her way? How was she going to call for help?
She looked down at her passenger seat, trying to see if she left her work phone there. Margery had her work phone in case one of the other managers or the owner needed to contact her.
Call her crazy, but she didn’t want people to know her personal phone number.
Margery briefly glanced at the road, only to see something black and blurry dash across the road. Screaming, she tugged the steering wheel to the right as she tried to miss whatever it was.
Her eyes went wide as she saw the tree in front of her, but before she could do anything, the car smashed into it. Margery’s head bounced against the steering wheel when the airbag didn’t go off.
Groaning in pain, she blinked several times as she tried to clear her vision, but it didn’t work. Her head rolled to the side. Everything was becoming darker as the seconds went by.
