Page 65 of Cruel Biker

Morwenna got behind the wheel, turned over the ignition, and pulled out of the driveway.

“How come you didn’t tell any of us what you were doing?” Willow asked.

“To be honest, I didn’t know if I was even going to do it, but it’s a nice three-bedroom house. Not too much space. A small garden.”

“You would have to give up your vegetable garden,” Willow said.

“Yeah, I know, I know, but it’s also in a built-up area, so that is good. It’s not out in the middle of nowhere.”

“I thought that was why you liked the ranch,” she said.

“It was, I mean, it is. I just, okay, I’ve never gotten over my fear of the dark, and when I’m at the ranch after dark, I can’t stand it. It’s why I liked Venom living with me. It was a lot easier.”

“You’ve always been afraid of the dark.”

“I know, but that’s because you can have crazy weirdos who want to feast on your flesh hiding and lurking in dark places.”

“Those kinds of people can be anywhere, even in broad daylight, honey. Once you face that reality, everything else seems pretty easy,” Willow said.

Morwenna glanced over to her mother, and she happened to notice just how tense her mother was.

“Are you okay, Mom?” she asked.

“I’m fine.”

“You seem ... tense.”

“I’m fine.”

Morwenna wasn’t exactly comforted by that response. Rather than argue with her mother or make her angry, she continued to drive. The silence, for the first time in her life, was actually awkward with her mother.

“You know, I was quite shocked to get a viewing,” she said, deciding to talk about the house rather than have the car filled with silence.

“You were?” Willow asked.

She heard her mother’s disapproval, which was a first for her. She wasn’t used to her mother not being happy with her decisions. It was rare for her mother to not be happy with her.

“Yeah, I called yesterday and was told the house was sold. It had been sold for nearly a month. They asked if there was any other house I wanted to see, and of course, there weren’t any. Anyway, I got the call this morning that it was back on the market, and they wanted to know if I wanted to see it.”

“Don’t you find that strange?” Willow asked, getting tense.

“Yeah, it’s strange, but this happens all the time with houses, doesn’t it? People pull out, and they don’t keep to their decision-making all the time. I figured that was what happened.”

“I don’t like this. I think we should turn around and go and see your father.”

“Mom, you’re not making any sense. We’re on the road now, and we have been for like twenty minutes already.”

“Something doesn’t feel right.”

Morwenna glanced toward her mother, who held onto her bag with a death grip. She continued to drive, and then she heard her mother’s sudden sharp gasp. Her gaze was toward the rearview mirror, and she’d already seen the car approaching from behind. Yes, it was gaining speed, but this was all normal. She was going the speed limit, and not a decibel above or below. The car came close, and she suspected it was going to move around her. Only, at first, it stopped right behind her, and Morwenna frowned, as it started to tail her.

Her mother’s hands were shaking as she pulled out her cell phone.

“Mom, what the hell is going on?”

She was too busy shaking, and then it was like the car got bored with intimidating them, quickly zoomed around, and took right off, heading straight at a speed she was not even going to try to compete with.

Slowly, her mother started to calm down, and she closed her cell phone and put the device away in her purse.