RUBI
I was fuming with rage. There is so much anger inside me that is threatening to consume me.
Alex has been on my trial from DC all the way to Atlanta Georgia. I’d done everything I could to get the asshole off my back, but he was so determined to follow me.
I even threatened to call the police on him, if he didn’t stop following me but the bastard dared me to call them.
Bloody asshole! He knew I wouldn’t. I couldn’t afford to get caught by Hector.
I’m not that stupid, I know that once I called the police, Hector is going to know about my whereabouts and then force me to follow him back home and that will only happen, over my dead body.
“I think this is the house.” Alex said to the taxi driver, interrupting my thoughts. “You can double check and see if it’s the same address, Rub
