Chapter Eighty-Nine. Mabel.
I let out a long sigh of relief as I pulled up outside Mel’s house to pick up Marnie. The babysitting, sorry, protection duty Jason and I embarked on did not give anybody any more clues as to who the stalker is. However, the victim did arrive home safely, her husband meeting her at the door to her house. Whoever it is is hiding in plain sight, so much so that we are missing him completely. It is frustrating because there must be something we are missing.
I knock on the door, as Mel answers it, her dress today is bright green with huge yellow hoops going around it, her tights are thick bright pink numbers, and she has a rainbow coloured scrunchy holding her hair up in a high ponytail. It is an ecliptic mix of colours, which clash against each other, yet someh
