Page 93 of Ivy's Venom

She’s pissed and that’s understandable, I’m simply happy she’s okay. She said, ‘same old’, does that mean the same as the last time I saw her? Like still pregnant?

I bring the food inside and look around for the cop, I’m pleasantly surprised he’s not here, until I question Linda-Vin’s secretary-about it.

She gives me a look and says, “he left soon after you.”

Is that motherfucker following me?

He fucking messaged me!

I thought I was going to pass the fuck out when I saw his name. I have never felt such hope in my whole fucking life, I’ve never had much to hope for before. I decided to play it cool, not chasing him for answers, and not questioning him about where we stand. This is just the first step.

I’m practically prancing around the fucking house, my spirits soaring, and my heart full when my phone pings again. I nearly trip over my feet getting to it and rushing to open the message.

Officer Asshole: This your boyfriend?

He sends me a picture of Neil picking up food at the deli near my house and then another as he drives by my house.

Me: Nope.

Why the fuck is he following Neil?

Officer Asshole: Seems awfully interested in you. I’ve seen him outside of your house a few times.

I drop my phone to the couch as the blood drains from my face. If he saw him outside of my house, then he himself had to be outside there too, and I would bet he was the one there this past weekend. This is my proof right?

I pick my phone back up.

Me: Sounds like you have us both on surveillance.

Officer Asshole: Try anything and this gun will slip as he’s walking from his car to his house.

My heart drops and my palms become slick, he’s threatening to kill Neil and I know he’s crazy enough to do it.

Officer Asshole: That’s not a bad idea actually.

Out of fear or maybe pure desperation, I call Neil. I know he’s at work but I just need to tell him that Adam is dangerous and to stay out of his way. He doesn’t fucking pick up and I growl in frustration. I need to get a hold of him.

I call Dad’s office and when Linda picks up, I ask her to put me through to Neil.

“Neil Jones,” his voice makes me moan in relief as I fall to the couch.

“Ivy?” His voice drops to a whisper.

“Yes, sorry I…”

“Are you okay?” He cuts me off.

“Yeah, can you tell me if Dad has any officers there at the office?”

“He has one, he’s a fucking douche.” He’s talking about Adam for sure.

“Rugged looking guy with a scar on his face?”

“Yeah.” He sounds hesitant, “I’ve seen him before.” He finally says.

“Listen,” I tell him quickly, “don’t engage in conversation with him and don’t attract his attention, keep your head down and stay away from him.”

“I got to go but you will explain why… can I call you later?”

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