CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY SIX - The Final Countdown Begins

Stop it, Deonna told herself firmly. Sarah's not involved. She's just doing her job. But the seed of suspicion had been planted, and Deonna couldn't shake it. By the end of the day, she'd convinced herself that half the office was in on some grand conspiracy against her. When Logan picked her up that evening, he immediately noticed her agitated state. "Rough day?" he asked as they pulled out of the parking lot. Deonna nodded, her eyes scanning the rearview mirror for any cars that might be following them. "I can't do this anymore, Logan," she said, her voice breaking. "I can't keep living like this, suspecting everyone, jumping at shadows." Logan reached over, squeezing her knee. "I know, sweetheart. We'll figure something out. Maybe... maybe we should consider getting away for a while. A change of scenery might do us good." Deonna considered this. The idea of escaping, of going somewhere the stalker couldn't find them, was tempting. But would it really solve anything? Or would s