Blindsided

She went down the list; on and on it went.  Having repeated the story so many times it sounded rehearsed and she wondered if those she’d spoken with would take it seriously.  Still she persisted. ...

She’d begun her own life here and she loved it! She wasn’t about to give it up, not for anything! She knew they would try and use this as an excuse to get her back ...

Maggy worked shoulder to shoulder with her, silently for the most part, dividing each room into halves as they went; placing usable items on one side and everything else in a pile on the opposite ...

Cassy and Maggy waited outside while Myerson completed a sweep of her house and in the interim looked for her missing cat.  They continued searching every corner of the yard, completing a round of the ...

“Make sure you have a support group – made up of only people who believe you, and will help you in every way necessary.  Talk to all the people around you, find out where they ...

“For many years, stalkers got away with harassment as there were few laws to protect the innocent, and the laws that were available were highly ineffective. Stalkers thought they were immune from prosecution as there ...

“Having said that, understand this, they are above all persistent. They’ll try as many times as necessary to get the reaction they’re looking for. If a stalker calls you ten times, and the first nine ...

“I wouldn’t mind. I think I need some fresh air!” Getting up to wander outside, the others watched as she lifted her head skyward and breathed deeply. “I certainly empathize with Maggy. It seems impossible ...

“I’ll have an officer checking your business every few hours unless the situation escalates.” “There are many complex reasons why someone becomes drawn to stalking. Every situation is unique, but whatever motives your stalker, aim ...

“Do you have an answering machine?” at Cassy’s nod he continued, “I want you to tape every call, keep every letter or package and anything else you think may have come from him; it can ...

“Am I trying to scare you?  You bet!  Your life depends on it.  The person stalking you, will eventually make it clear that if he can’t have you, then no one will.” Perplexed, Cassy said, ...

“Unless you’ve had reason to be concerned or involved in a stalking situation, most would agree with you feeling it was some wild Hollywood attention grab,” Detective Myerson told Maggy, “However, it is real, very ...

“I don’t understand how. Couldn’t the whole thing have been random, I mean, if he didn’t get what he was looking for, wouldn’t he just smash in anger or retaliation?” “Yes, he could have, but ...

“I’m sorry we have to meet under these circumstances.” “As am I.” “Can I get you some coffee, Detective?”  Maggy offered. “Thanks.” Maggy filled three cups with coffee and placed them on a tray along ...

“Well, that was productive. I like that pretty little, I guess it was sort of Victorian best,” she continued, laughter in her voice, “which really surprises me because it was the modern stuff I thought ...

“I’ve always loved your place, Maggy. You have style! It’s such a wonderfully eclectic mix and it works so well!” The hazelnut sofa against the rich vanilla wall with its clean lines added a dignified ...

house is locked tighter than a drum, I have a security code for god’s sake.” “That’s damn scary considering!  You have to tell the detective when he gets here.” “Yeah, definitely,” she said, a shake ...

It took several minutes after Maggy stopped the car before Cassy moved.  When she got out, Maggy wrapped an arm around her as much for reassurance as to assist her through the darkened parking lot. ...

“Police.” Cassy hurriedly explained the situation and a squad car was immediately dispatched arriving a few minutes later in a blaze of lights. Constable McKinney was with them.  “Ms. Jeffrey’s, this is your home?” “Yes.” ...

“Oh, my god, Cassy!”  Maggy held on tightly to Cassy’s hand as she stared opened mouthed at her explanation. They sat silently for a few minutes as the reality sunk in. “We have to gas ...

“I’m relieved to hear that.” Her remarked was echoed on a sigh of relief. “It is a good sign, although it should have progressed faster than this.  Still, I am considerably relieved,” he informed her. ...

“Your eyes playing tricks on you?” he asked. “Is that how you see it?” she asked. “These trips are playing havoc with my business and our lives.” “Cassy, it’s exceedingly important, essential you keep up ...

“Sure, whatever you like.” Since they were comfortably settled, Porsche hopped up and rubbed against Cassy’s hand, quickly settling himself across her lap demanding attention.  “Hello beautiful.”  Cassy absently patted him as the movie played ...

After introducing herself, Cassy suggested he peruse the emails himself since words couldn’t describe what they’d seen and definitely carried more impact than hearing alone. He settled in front of the computer and brought up ...

“I love that idea, Shawna, brilliant!  We can keep tabs on who comes and goes and if we turn it into a game…” It only took a few minutes to organize the till and receipt ...