Tall, Dark, And Deadly by Heather Graham

Author:Heather Graham [Graham, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Celebrity, Music Industry
Published: 1999-07-01T00:00:00+00:00

She had been certain that it would be Rowan, and so she had answered the phone. At first she hadn’t been going to do so. She didn’t want to talk to him, to hear his voice, to let herself be swayed…

To become involved.

But after it had rung a few times, she told herself that she had to pick up the phone. It wouldn’t be fair to let him worry about her.

And so Sam answered her phone on the fourth ring, right before the answering machine would pick up. “Hello?”

Nothing. She almost hung up. Then…

Breathing. And a soft warning: “I can see you.”

“Rowan?”

“I can see you.”

“Who is this?”

“Leave it alone. Do you hear me? Leave it alone.”

“Leave what alone? Who is this?”

“Leave it alone. Just leave it alone.” The voice was husky, hoarse, a croak. Disguised.

A prankster?

No, she didn’t think so.

Not the way fear seemed to touch her. Like the tip of an icicle drawn down her spine, so sharp, so cold it burned…

A whisper now, barely discernible. “I can see you. Leave it be. I can see you.”

“Who is this? What are you talking about?”

“Just remember that I know what you do, and where you go. Leave it alone.”

“Who are you?”

“I’ll be watching.”

“Damn you—”

The phone went dead in her hand.

For a moment she was afraid. More than afraid. The icy chills continued to race along her spine, then sped throughout her limbs. Her throat was constricted, her breathing sounded like the wind in a hurricane.

Then she was suddenly furious, thinking it might well have been a prankster, or someone who had been trespassing, running around the houses. Someone trying to scare her. She hated being afraid, hated people who did things like that…

Being angry had brought warmth. Strength. Indignation.

But not enough.

Her anger and warmth were fickle; they began to fade.

The chills started up again. Like icy-cold fingers, slipping around her neck, stroking downward along her collarbone, touching her spine with tentacles of fear.

Then the phone started to ring again…

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