Back The Stalker
Chapters (46)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. PART ONE
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. PART TWO
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. PART THREE
  36. Chapter Thirty-One
  37. PART FOUR
  38. Chapter Thirty-Two
  39. Chapter Thirty-Three
  40. Chapter Thirty-Four
  41. Chapter Thirty-Five
  42. Chapter Thirty-Six
  43. Acknowledgements
  44. Keep Reading …
  45. About the Author
  46. About the Publisher

I shake my head. ‘I’ve forgotten. It’s been so long.’

A shooting star suddenly streaks across the blackness overhead and I let out a gasp as it dissolves into the dark. ‘A shooting star! Did you see it?’

He shakes his head. ‘Did you make a wish?’ he asks.

I close my eyes and make one.

‘What did you wish for?’ he asks.

I’m about to answer but Liam suddenly leaps to his feet.

‘What is it?’ I ask, turning to look in the same direction as him.

He shakes his head, a frown appearing between his eyes. ‘I thought I saw something.’

‘What?’ I ask, peering past him. The bonfire throws out a halo of light for about twenty feet but beyond that perimeter it’s pure darkness: a void. I can’t see anything.

He shakes his head and gives a nervous laugh. ‘It was probably just an animal.’

He keeps scanning the beach though, frowning, and I do too, wondering what it could have been. After a while he turns to me, forcing a smile. ‘Shall we go back inside?’ he says.

The bonfire is still going, blazing brightly, but I agree and follow him back to the house, glancing once over my shoulder to scan the beach, wondering what it was that he could have seen. I think back to the shadow of a man I thought I saw yesterday on the beach. I didn’t mention it to Liam at the time, and I don’t want to mention it now as he might wonder why I didn’t say anything yesterday. ‘What do you think you saw?’ I ask him as he opens the front door and ushers me inside.

‘I don’t know,’ he mumbles, his face dark.

Once inside the cottage, Liam locks all the doors and then goes around checking all the windows. He’s acting very spooked and I can feel my own adrenaline starting to pump.

When he’s done, he turns to me and smiles, though it seems a little forced, as though he’s trying not to worry me. ‘I’m sure it was nothing,’ he says. ‘Probably a fox.’