Caleb blinked. He had to breathe in one time too many in order to keep his voice steady. “You think I killed him.” Of course she did. That had been obvious from the first time she’d introduced herself. He was ashamed of the chill that had spread over him as he’d said the thought aloud. Where had the excitement gone? Why was the fear back? It was stronger and had taken on more forms than ever. “I think that’s a possibility.” *WARNING: Story contains murder and creepiness*
It was 3 AM, and she was awake. Again.