Chapter 10

His morning was fine. His commute to work was fine. His day at work was fine. Kellan was suspicious of the whole situation. When this all started, everything had happened within the span of a few days. There was no telling when the next strike would be, especially after such a long time leaving him alone. Then he told himself that this was probably what the prankster, whether they were a stalker or not, wanted. They wanted him to be afraid, to constantly look over his shoulder for the next thing, and he wasn’t about to give them the satisfaction. He went about his day like nothing was wrong, and the next day too.