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"Wes, I need to borrow your office."

I didn't hear what my boss had to say, but based on Maverick's response, it was something along the lines of “why?”

"Nancy received a nasty letter and I would like to talk to your teams about it."

I tried to interrupt and explain that I didn't want Charlie or Bravo Team to know what was happening, but Maverick continued to steamroll right over me. "Yeah, we'll be there shortly."

I waited not so patiently for Maverick to hang up and then I let him have it. "What the hell do you think you're doing telling everyone my business. I purposely didn't want the guys I work with to know anything about this."

Maverick didn't seem to care one bit about my outburst. "Wes said as such, but I think we’re long past that. Whoever threatened you knows where you work."

I threw my arms up in frustration. "Everyone in the area knows where I work. It's a small damn town."

"Yes, but the person who mailed this isn't local." Maverick held the envelope up to my face while pointing to the corner where the postage was located. Whoever sent the letter wasn't from Texas, but from Oklahoma.

"Ohhh," was all I could manage to say in response.

"Yeah. Ohhh. They know more about you than we realized. Now let's go. I have some calls to make on the way."

I obediently followed along and wondered if one of those calls would be to Lex. Then I remembered he left without his phone, which meant he didn't want anyone getting ahold of him.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Lex

I don't know what possessed me to go to the office when as far as I was concerned, I didn't work there anymore. When I’d stormed out of the apartment, I couldn't think of anywhere to go, so I went straight to Maverick's house. I begged him to go stay with Nancy while I figured my shit out.

I wasn't angry at her. I wasn't even angry about what she said. I was mad that for the first time since killing the innocent woman, I wanted what everyone said to be true. I wanted to believe it wasn't my fault, if for no other reason than so Nancy never again looked at me with pity in her eyes.

No matter how hard I fought my feelings for her, it was no use. Somewhere in the last two days, Nancy had snuck underneath every guard I’d put up and wormed her way right into my heart.

And how was I dealing with it?

By running away like a scared little bitch.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

I looked up and found a very pissed-off Easton glaring at me.

"Last time I checked, I worked here, just like you did." I didn't know what his problem was, but I wasn't in the mood to deal with it.

"That's not what I mean. Why are you here when your girl is over at Wes's office dealing with a threatening letter she received in the mail?"

I jumped up so fast the chair I was sitting on crashed to the floor with a loud bang. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Mav called me. Nancy got a letter in the mail. This time it was mailed to her."

What the fuck?

"Why the hell didn't he call me?"

Easton looked at me like I was stupid. "Do you have your phone on you?"

I patted down my gym shorts pockets, then hung my head in shame. In my infinite wisdom I had stormed out of the apartment in the middle of the night without any of my possessions. My phone, my keys, everything was back at the apartment. It was a good thing everything in Willow Creek was within walking distance.

"I need to go see Nancy."

"No shit, asshole."

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