"So what do you want to talk about?" Anna asked once the plates were cleared away and the lingering heaviness in her head had finally faded.
She turned fully to face him, drawing one knee up on the bed. The moment Daniel sighed, slow and deliberate, something uneasy tightened in her stomach. He only did that when the subject wasn't going to be pleasant.
"It's about Betty," he said.
Anna stilled.
"Last night, after she left the bar, she was stalked by Theo."
Her eyes went wide instantly. "Theo?" The name tasted bitter on her tongue.
Daniel nodded, watching her closely. "Yes. From what Shawn gathered, he's been keeping an eye on her for a while now. Following her routine. Last night he tried to—"
He didn't get to finish.
Anna had already yanked the duvet aside and swung her legs off the bed, adrenaline surging through her veins. "Where is she?" she demanded, panic sharpening her voice.
