The Last Call

Prey

Tuesday afternoon, 

As I began to fall asleep after another exhausting day of work, my phone rings. Remembering the number from earlier I began to get cautious of my actions. Maybe this perpetrator wasn't joking when he said he'd find me. Once again the voice speaks to me of its plot and payback. I wasn't the person he was looking for cause whatever he was talking about never happened between us. Before I could convince him, to my dismay, the line was dead.

Wednesday,

 Plagued by the events of the previous days, I decided to take the day off. Relaxing at the beach, I left my phone off so I wouldn't be bothered by any mysterious called again. For some reason, I felt like I was being watched from a nearby hotel window. Next thing I know the people to my left hand me their phone. They looked shaken up because the speaker new exactly where I was.  All they said was the caller had requested to speak to me. I put my ear to the phone, earning and earful from my personal stalker. How in the world did this person know where I was?

So many things happened in the beginning of the week, I ended up walking up to the sheriff's office. Since there was a shortage of police and I had no evidence, so they couldn't do any investigating. No matter what I did, this person was one step ahead of his prey.