Chapter 7 - The Person Who Found Me
I knew him before he reached us.
Not personally.
But by reputation.
The kind of person who never arrived without a reason.
The sheriff stepped between us.
The man stopped.
“Sheriff.”
The sheriff didn’t move.
“You’re far from where you belong.”
The man smiled.
“I’m exactly where I need to be.”
My hand tightened around my keys.
The same keys I used every day.
The same keys that represented the normal life I built.
The man looked at my Walmart vest.
Then smiled.
“Six years.”
I said nothing.
“You really believed you could disappear.”
The sheriff looked at me.
“Callie.”
A warning.
I understood.
The past had finally caught up.
Then the man said:
“They need you back.”
I looked at him.
“Who?”
He smiled.
And that was the worst answer.
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“Everyone who thought you were gone.”
📖 Chapter 8 reveals why Callie’s disappearance mattered and what she left behind six years earlier. 👇
