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368 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 29, 2025














"You’re following me."
“No. This is my car.” I lean against the car next to hers.
She considers the sleek car and weighs it against my temp uniform. "That’s definitely not your car."
"It is."
"Prove it. Open up the trunk and show me your latest strangle victim."
I don’t move.
She twists sinuously on the spot and flicks her eyes up and down from my head to my toes. "You’re a creep," she says, and I can’t tell if it’s an insult or praise. She hops in her car and I watch as she drives off. She flips me the bird as she vanishes around a cement pillar.
I stare after her, my thoughts twisting this way and that. There was something about how she looked at me and really saw me – the faceless office temp who no one normally sees, who no one is supposed to notice. It feels risky, and exhilarating.
I fish out my keys out of my pocket and pop the trunk. There’s a rolled-up rug inside, blond hair spilling out one end.
I could have shown her. Wouldn’t that have been hilarious.
Three things occur to me. First, he’s been watching me. I made the mistake of drawing his attention. A couple of jokes in an elevator and now he’s like a pale, fluttering night bug that glimpses a flash of light and won’t go away. Or maybe a mosquito that’s sniffed blood and circles around lazily, waiting for its opportunity. Second, a crooked little part of me likes that he’s been watching me. My life’s come to a pretty pass when I’m lonely enough to be flattered by the attention of a man who wants to carve my face from my skull and wear it. And finally, this is bad. Nobody is supposed to notice me.