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from her now, and plenty of time to get out and do whatever he wanted to do to her.
    He rolled down his window and spat. Kallie moved out of the way just in time, as his spittle splashed the side of her car and some even landed on the seat close to her head.
    “You another one of his skanks?” he asked.
    She didn’t even respond.
    “I’ll see you around,” he said. “Don’t you worry.” And then he sped off, leaving a cloud of dust and the smell of burnt rubber.
    Kallie breathed a deep sigh of relief and put her cell phone back into her purse as she heard his engine fading into the distance.
    She was shaking, really shaking in a way that she hadn’t done before. That was the closest she’d ever come to truly feeling as though her life might be in danger.
    Who the hell was that guy? She wondered.
    Kallie grabbed some tissues from her purse and wiped the spittle off her seat. Just looking at it and knowing it came from that man made her wrinkle her nose.
    “Hey, are you okay?” a woman’s voice called from nearby, startling Kallie so much that she actually jumped in her seat.
    Kallie looked up to see the front door open and the dark haired woman from the bar coming down the path toward the car. She was dressed in trendy blue sweatpants and a little t-shirt that showed plenty of cleavage and even some belly as she jogged toward Kallie’s car.
    “I’m okay, it’s fine,” Kallie said, trying to laugh it off.
    “What did you say to get rid of Terrence?”
    That guy did not look like a Terrence, Kallie thought. He looked like maybe a Bubba or a Frank—but definitely not a Terrence.
    “I told him I’d called the police and they were on their way,” Kallie told her.
    The woman’s eyes widened. “Are they?”
    Kallie shook her head. “No, but I probably should call them. He was threatening you—and me.”
    “Please, don’t. I’ve called them before and they don’t do anything.”
    Kallie was skeptical, but kept her mouth shut. “Okay, it’s your life.”
    “Thanks for doing that. You were very brave,” she said. “My name’s Scarlett.”
    “I’m Kallie,” she said, trying to smile, but not quite making it.
    Scarlett nodded. “I remember you. From that restaurant.”
    “Yup. That’s me.” She tried again to smile. No go. “Anyway, I should probably head out if you’re okay and you don’t think he’s coming back.”
    “I’m okay. And I really appreciate it.” Scarlett smiled at her, and Kallie had to admit that the girl had a beautiful smile. It brightened her entire face.
    “No worries,” Kallie told her, and started to put her car into drive.
    “Hey, I should explain what’s been going on with me and Terrence,” Scarlett said.
    “I owe you an explanation.”
    “No, thanks,” Kallie told her.
    “But if you’re mad at Hunter—“
    “I’m not mad at Hunter. And I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m not interested in hearing all the gory details about you and Terrence and why he’s angry that you’re staying here with another man.”
    Scarlett shook her head. “Listen, if you’d give me a chance to tell you the whole story…”
    “I don’t want to know the whole story. The less I know, the better for everyone,”
    she said. She was finished with trying to dig up the details of Hunter’s life, let alone the details of the women he was sleeping with. This was just the cherry on top, as far as Kallie was concerned.
    She didn’t need any more signs from the universe. This last one had been a doozy.
    Scarlett seemed to finally accept Kallie’s decision. She pursed her lips and shrugged. “Okay. Well…nice meeting you, I guess.”
    “There is one thing,” Kallie said, suddenly. She held the necklace out the window, her arm extended. “Can you please give this to Hunter for me? Tell him I wanted to make sure he got it back.”
    Scarlett took the necklace uncertainly. She looked at it, and her expression was unreadable. “Okay.” She looked up again at Kallie.