The Borrowed GirlChapter 6
Max scurried behind the broken plank board fence so he would not be seen from the direction of the parked car. His heart was beating fast just like it did when he was chasing down the nanny in the park. He had felt like the hunter then pursuing his prey and striking home with his spear into the juicy female pie that he had become addicted to after that first incident when he was still a teenager of just nineteen. Now he felt like the quarry hiding from the superior force. The danger was all...