“It was a Summer Day action figure with an X on her stomach. I think she left it for me. Like, as a threat.” Dex frowned and scrubbed a hand over his mouth, saying nothing for a long moment. I could feel his eyes on me, watching me. It annoyed me for a reason I couldn’t quite pinpoint. “What?” “It’s just that…anyone could’ve left a doll on the beach. You don’t know for sure that it was from the stalker, do you?”
Dude if her security guard was concerned, you should be too.
