Chapter 92

Jolene called me the next day and told me the license plate was from a Honda Civic, so it was stolen again. From that time forward, it wasn't just vans I watched for outside of Suki's. I looked for anything out of the ordinary. Any cars I didn't see every other day I was there, I inspected more closely to see if someone was sitting inside. I didn't see my blackmailer again for ten days. This time it wasn't at Shizuko's. I was going home after posing, leaving early because Suki and Erin had some event they were attending that afternoon. As I passed a little strip mall close to home, I received a text from him.

Turn into the parking lot at the next light. Look for a red, panel truck in the lot and climb into the back. Strip. You won't need clothes for what you'll be doing next.

Fuck. Was I being followed? How the hell did he know where I was. Sure it was on the way back home, but turn in at the next light was pretty specific instruct