Chapter Seven: A Danger or a Passionate Tryst?
When Jill saw a stranger approach from behind, she unloaded a scream that could be heard for miles. Trapped in the woods, she cautiously backpedaled from him, but soon found her back against a giant oak tree. With nowhere to run, she whimpered, “Please don’t hurt me.”
The man got out of his car slowly, hands raised high. “Don’t worry,” he said. “I’m not here to hurt you.”
“What do you want then? I don’t have any money. Here take my bike! It’s the only thing I have!”
The man’s slender face sported a grin. “No, no, you don’t understand, Jill. I don’t want money. I just want to get to know you again…”
Jill’s eyes narrowed with confusion. “Get to know me again? Who are you?”
“I’m Charlie Wentworth. Our parents set us up on a date back in jun
