Note to self: If an annoying cowboy in a mask decides he wants to stalk you, run.
Dying was never a thought in my mind—not until I found a death note sitting on the seat in my car.
Except that wasn’t even the worst part. It was when the man I absolutely cannot stand decided to take it upon himself to watch my back.
Now he’s in every alley, behind every door, and breaking into my house. Despite his efforts, the threats keep coming. Now I don’t know what’s messing with my mind more—the danger on my life or the way he doesn’t hesitate to take my boss out of the picture after he touched me. Or how much I like it.
