Chapter 6 - THE MAN WHO KNEW HER NAME
The first threat arrived at my apartment.
A photograph.
My front door.
Taken from across the hallway.
Claire brought it to the estate.
Her face was pale.
“Nora.”
I stared at the image.
My stomach tightened.
Vincent looked at it.
His expression hardened.
“Who sent this?”
Claire shook her head.
“No return address.”
I took a breath.
“We need to give it to the police.”
Vincent nodded.
“Yes.”
The next day, investigators confirmed that someone had been monitoring my building.
Security footage showed a man entering the lobby repeatedly.
I watched the video.
Then froze.
“I know him.”
Vincent turned.
“What?”
I pointed toward the screen.
“That man.”
He leaned closer.
“Who is he?”
My voice shook.
“Ethan.”
Vincent frowned.
“Ethan who?”
I swallowed.
“My ex-fiancé.”
Silence.
Vincent stared at me.
“The man who left you?”
I nodded.
“Yes.”
For a moment, neither spoke.
Then Vincent whispered:
“Why would he be following you?”
I looked down.
“I don't know.”
But something inside me was beginning to understand.
Ethan hadn't simply left me two days before the restaurant.
He had disappeared.
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And now he was connected to the men threatening Vincent.
The past I'd thought I'd escaped was catching up with me.
