Someone to Watch Over Me by Alexander Jerrie

Author:Alexander, Jerrie [Alexander, Jerrie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Suspense, Contemporary
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc
Published: 2013-06-01T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Stacey made a second round through her apartment. Damn that she’d lost her sunglasses. Six-thirty at night and the sun was still a problem driving west. She didn’t have time to pick up a new pair and still be on time at the bar. Giving up, she headed down the stairs. The building manager, Sara Winston, was struggling to drag two large plastic bags toward the trash dumpster.

“Let me help with those.” Stacey took one of them from the older woman.

“Thanks. They’re heavier than I thought.”

“No problem.” Stacy lifted the lid on the dumpster and tossed in one bag. The sun glinted off a piece of tinted glass and caught her attention. She reached in, pulled out a shard attached to a frame and then another. A shudder raced through her, leaving chill bumps on her arms and a knot in her stomach. Her broken sunglasses lay shattered in the garbage bin. “What the hell?”

Her heart sank to her feet. Only one way they wound up in the trash. Somebody took them off her counter and destroyed them.

Ray was in Oak Hill and had been inside her apartment.

“What is it?” Ms. Winston peeked around Stacey to get a look.

“These are mine, and I didn’t break them or toss them.” She shiver in the hot sun, whirled and scanned the parking lot. Her lungs seized. “Have you noticed a stranger hanging around?”

“No.” Her landlady backed away as if she wanted to distance herself, but Stacey wasn’t finished. Raw nerves sizzled with a combination of fear and fury.

“I believe somebody’s been in my apartment.”

“I didn’t let anyone in.” Ms. Winston’s eyebrow rose.

“No,” Stacey said. “I didn’t think so. Somehow, they got in.” How had Ray found her?

Cash was right. She had to share her belief with Sergeant Kelly. She dug out his business card, called, and succinctly gave him her history with Ray. She shared the Houston Detective’s name and number in case Kelly wanted to follow up on her story. Relieved to have him in the loop, she explained finding her sunglasses. Ms. Winston stood close by. No doubt, she didn’t want trouble at the apartment complex.

“Hang on.” Stacey turned to her landlady.

“Will you let the police in my place? Sergeant Kelly wants to take a look inside.”

“Of course. You go on to work.” Her eyes lit up giving Stacey the impression this was exciting.

“Tell her not to confront any strangers,” Kelly said, apparently having overheard. “It could be dangerous.”

****

Brady had been right, he’d predicted this band would draw a huge crowd and pack the bar. A steady stream of thirsty customers kept Stacey jumping. She’d done her best to forget about Ray, but she couldn’t help scanning the crowd occasionally.

She emptied the tip jar so she and Jonathan could count the money. “Stocking the extra beer paid off.”

“Looks like it to me,” Brady said.

She jumped and slapped her hand over her heart. “Geesh, you scared me.” She’d lost count, so she pushed the money into a pile.

“Go ahead,” he said, leaning against the counter.

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