“My Rose.” He smiled smugly. “Or should it be my Daisy? That’s what he called you, didn’t he?”
“Who are you?” she whispered. Her heart skipped a beat then raced.
Oh God. Oh God.
“How rude of me, my name is Trent Strange.”
Trent Strange. The man who had stalked her. Terrorized her. Stabbed her. He’d been Gerald Strange.
That couldn’t be a coincidence.
“You . . . you . . . who are you?”
“I told you, I’m Trenton Strange. My father was Gerald Strange. And it’s your fault he’s dead.”
She shook her head then yelped as he undid her belt and grabbed her arm, dragging her from the truck. She landed heavily on her knees and sharp pain slashed through her legs, making her hiss. Damn, that was going to bruise. But she didn’t have time to worry about her knees right now.
“I . . . but Gerald Strange’s son was called Malcolm. He was the same age as me.”
“Oh, didn’t you know? My mother was pregnant at the time that you ruined my father’s life with your false claims.”
He dragged her up onto her feet. “I never knew my father, because of you. But I read all about you. The way you taunted him. The way you led him on, only to turn on him, because of pressure from your family. You caused him to kill himself.”
“I . . . I . . . I don’t know what you read, but you have it all wrong.”
He started dragging her towards the cabin. She knew it would be a bad idea to let him get her inside.
“Trenton, I don’t know what you read but your father stalked me, he attacked and stabbed me. He left me notes and flowers and . . .” Something clicked in her brain. “The roses? That was you?”
“Yes, but you were too dumb to heed my warning.”
“But he left daisies.”
“Ah, but that would have been too obvious, to do the same as he did.” He tightened his hold as he turned on her. “But you’re such a dumb bitch, you didn’t have any idea that I’ve been following you for weeks.”
“You . . . you’ve been outside Ed’s house, haven’t you?”
She was going to be sick. He’d been watching her? Stalking her? Leaving her dead roses.
“That’s right. That sicko that you let fuck you all the time had no clue. Some sick games you two play, but then what should I expect from a bitch that will lie about a consensual relationship and say that a man was stalking her, ruining his life. And the life of his family.”
“It wasn’t a lie!”
She cried out as he backhanded her. Shit. That stung. She couldn’t believe this was happening. First Saber kidnapping her, now this.
Ed was never going to let her out of his sight. Ever.
Think about Ed later. Right now, you have to figure out a way to get away from this guy. Obviously, he’s as crazy as his father.
“My mother had to leave town because of you. We had to move away, start over with a new name. I never got to know my father because of you. My asshole brother took off overseas as soon as he could and my mother . . . well, she was a bitter, controlling bitch. Always talking badly about my father. But I know the truth of what you did. The way you ruined our family. I found his diaries after she died and I cleared out her house. It was all your fault and now you’re going to pay. Come on, bitch.”
Hand around her wrist, he pulled her towards the cabin.
“What do you mean, she’s not there
? Shit. She doesn’t have a vehicle. She must have gone for a run,” he said through the Bluetooth to Jace, who he’d sent to check on Georgie.
He was going to kill her. What was she thinking? It was nearly dark. It was cold. And she was out running when he specifically told her not to leave the house. Why didn’t she take her phone?