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“Andrea? It’s Josh Walker.”

She’d just been wishing to hear his voice, just been wishing for the comfort of his presence.

“Josh. How are you?” She shook the envelope and let the contents slide into her hand.

Whatever Josh’s answer was, it was drowned out by the sudden buzz in her ears. Staring up at her from the photo in her hand was her own face as she spoke to the homeless man who often dropped by the office. Red ink scrawled across the image. Stop what you’re doing. The image was taken through the scope of a rifle, crosshairs centered on her forehead.

In Josh’s mind flashed giant red lights. “What’s going on? Talk to me, Andrea.”

The silence stretched on too long. “Someone sent me pictures.” Andrea’s voice held a measured control that did nothing to ease his mind. “Of me. At the counseling center. Two days ago.”

Josh would not let this happen. He’d failed to act the last time. This time would be different. “I’m coming over. Call the police.”