Ch-35

Jessica's P.O.V I've been to this office over the last month i started working with Keagan but it had never felt this…terrifying. The vast space made the blood rush into my head and Keagan’s deliberate absence tightened my chest. He was trying to ruffle my feathers and he was winning, all very easily. Fuck. I wanted to rip him to shreds for doing this to me. So I yelled, “What now? Hiding after you commit a crime? You can't face your nemesis?” My voice bounced off the walls, informing me that the office was soundproofed. I didn't know how to feel about that information. Would I need to scream for help? “No, no, no, dear dead wife,” A booming voice echoed in the room, sending shivers down my spine and I gasped, darting my eyes everywhere. But Keagan was still nowhere to be found. “You've gotten it all twisted.” He continued in that chilling voice that made my stomach flood with nausea. “You are the one who hid after committing a crime. Actually you hid for eight wonderful years.” “I did