Chapter 81

Morgan flushed with both embarrassment and anger. “It’s not what you’re thinking, but don’t ask. I just want to get my purse and get out of here.”

“Did Jack find your stalker and put him out of his misery?”

“No, but we think he’s gone to California looking for me since he set fire to my house there yesterday.”

Alyssa grabbed her hand. “I’m not so sure, hon. Come with me. You, too, steroid boy.”

Morgan followed her into a narrow hallway that bloomed into an office. Deke trailed behind, grumbling that he’d never used steroids. She barely paid attention. Alyssa knew something about her stalker that she didn’t?

The woman shut the door to the small, cubiclelike office. Ah, soundproofed. Very nice.

Hustling behind her desk in a surprisingly long, confident stride, despite her staggeringly high stilettos, Alyssa produced a big envelope. A familiar manila-style envelope. One without postage marks.

Morgan’s heart took a nosedive.

“These arrived