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“But why?”
“Maybe because I was getting too close. Maybe because someone figured out I knew who you were and wanted to try to protect you. Until I know the answer, please promise me you’ll be safe and will stick close to Tyler.”
My breath hitched and I debated how much I should tell Charlie.
“I can’t,” I whispered. “We… We’re not together anymore.”
“What? Why? What happened?” His voice was panicked.
I considered telling him everything. How Tyler had only dated me to find my father, just like Charlie had, but it made me seem simple-minded and gullible.
“It just didn’t work out between us, Charlie, and that’s all I’m going to say about it.”
“Shit, Kenzie,” he muttered. “If I had known…” There was a heavy pause and I could picture Charlie’s strong face, his vibrant blue eyes illuminating his dark features.
“I’ve been fine, Charlie. It’s been over for months now.”
“Months? And you didn’t tell me?”
“How could I?” I shot back. “I have no way of getting in touch with you!”
“It’s a necessity. I’m sorry. I have to do everything I can to make my movements untraceable.”
“I’m being careful,” I offered in consolation, able to sense his unease. “I’m–”
The sound of sirens blared through the phone, growing louder and louder, and my heart sank in my chest.
“I’ve got to go,” he whispered.
“Wait! Charlie?”
The line went dead.
Mackenzie
THE CLOCK ON THE far wall of my bedroom struck eight as the alarm on my phone sounded, but I continued staring at the ceiling. I was at the point of exhaustion where I was wide awake. I wasn’t sure if I had actually slept or not. All night long, my eyes were glued to the national news, waiting for a breaking report that Charlie had been apprehended. Since he hung up on me, an unsettled feeling had grown more and more intense, leaving me with more questions than answers, and I needed to do something to ease my restless thoughts. There was only one thing that would give me the peace I needed. My routine.
Swinging my legs to the side of the bed, I padded to my dresser and pulled out some ru
“Have a nice workout, Miss Delano,” a formal voice said as I exited the elevator.
I looked over my shoulder to see the new security guard, who started a few months ago, sitting at the desk. He was easily in his early sixties and, from his tone and stature, I could only assume he was retired military. I expected him to start saluting the tenants of the building at any time now.
“Thanks, Wyatt.”
As I approached my car and was about to duck into the driver’s seat, I saw the same black sedan as the day before idling on the street, the sole occupant keeping his eyes trained forward. I wondered if it had some co
Pulling my iPod out of my bag, I clipped it to my tank top and put in my earbuds, lowering the volume so I could hear the traffic around me. Feeling surprisingly composed with the break in my routine, I threw my bag in my car, locked it, then stored my keys in my pocket.
As I trotted through the parking lot and ran south along the beach, I noticed the dark sedan driving along the main drag of the island in the same direction I was heading. Trying to shake off my paranoia, I took several calming breaths, ru
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A smile crossed my face and my usually tense shoulders relaxed. It was invigorating to be outside and not in some stuffy gym. After everything with Tyler, I had become diligent to never stray from the safety of my routine, as I had with him. But perhaps a new, better routine was exactly what I needed to give myself a renewed outlook on life. Everywhere else on the island had been tainted with Tyler’s presence. My condo. The gym. The tapas bar. The restaurant. They all held memories of him. But the beach held none of that. Out here, I could have the new start I needed and deserved. Out here, I could sever the chains binding me to the lies he fed me to get what he wanted.
What was that anyway? I thought, slowing to a stop as a golden retriever darted past me, chasing after a ball his owner had thrown into the ocean. I closed my eyes, the ghost of Tyler dancing in my mind, replaying a scene I had suppressed the past few months.
“Hurt me! Hate me! I want you to! I deserve it! I deserve everything you can do to me, Mackenzie, but you need to know something… I didn’t say anything. When you found me last night at the dedication di
Feeling lightheaded, I lowered myself to the ground, lying on the sand. It was refreshing against my sweat-drenched back, temporarily cooling the heat ru
“He really didn’t say anything,” I mumbled to myself. I told Tyler everything. How I knew my father was still alive. How I knew where he was. How I still saw him on a regular basis at the church I attended when I lived in San Antonio.
He knew exactly how to find my father, yet he was still a free man. Tyler continued to safeguard my secret, regardless of the possible repercussions to his own livelihood. I thought I did what was right, what anyone would do after learning the person they loved wasn’t who they said they were. But I was now more confused than ever, wondering whether my obstinacy had cost me the only man who would ever make me swoon.
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AFTER MAKING THE DECISION to cut my run short, I headed back to my condo to get ready for my day. I went through the usual motions…shower, dress, makeup…but Tyler was on my mind more than usual today. As I was preparing a cup of coffee, I couldn’t help but think there was a reason for this.