“You look like you’re having fun,” he says.
“Don’t come near me again. Do I make myself clear?”
“Crystal. By the way, you can do much better.”
“You mean I can do better than you?”
His Joker smile is unnerving.
“Leave me alone, Sheridan.”
“You came out here after me.”
“To tell you to leave me alone! Stop stalking me.”
“Stalking you? Is that what I’m doing?”
I swallow and take a deep breath.
Anger feels like hammering spikes behind my eyes as I dig out the piece of paper from my pocket and show him the note. “Did you write this?”
He backs up and squints to read it. “What the hell is it?”
“Did you write it?”
He laughs. “I didn’t write anything.”
“Liar!”
The tone in his voice is serious. “You need help, Jack.”
“Why are you doing this to me?” My voice is rising and getting louder.
“You’re cute when you’re angry.”
“What the fuck do you want, Sheridan?”
“You never could control your temper.”