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“Why were you in such a hurry?”

The question sent a wave of fear rushing through her as she recalled what had occurred before she ran into the street. A crowd had gathered. She scanned the group but didn’t see a familiar face. But how could she tell who he was? In the two years she’d endured the terror of a stalker, she’d never seen his face.

How could he be alive? And if he was, how had he found her now?

“Ma’am...” The deputy’s voice interrupted her thoughts. “Did something happen that frightened you? Is that why you ran in front of my car?”

Cheyenne tried to speak, but her chest tightened so that she could barely breathe. She hadn’t had a panic attack in months now, but she felt the beginnings of one and bit down on her lip.

“Yes.” The word was barely a whisper.

The deputy had been leaning over her, but at her reply he frowned and squatted down beside her. “What happened?”

Cheyenne took a deep breath and stared into his eyes. “I think someone wants to kill me.”