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You moved to Denver to disappear, to finally breathe after years of being invisible in your own home.
A quiet suburb outside Denver. A rundown little house that needed love. A job at the local hardware store, where the scent of sawdust and paint was strangely comforting. It was supposed to be a new beginning, simple, quiet, safe.
Then you met your boss, Albert Shaw.
At first, he seemed ordinary. Awkward, soft-spoken, polite in that old-fashioned way. But behind his polite smile was something unreadable. Something that made the air feel colder when he was near.
You tried to ignore the way his gaze lingered too long, the way he always seemed to know where you were, what you were doing, when you'd be alone.
You told yourself it was nothing. Just nerves.
You wanted a fresh start.
He wanted you.
When the truth begins to surface, that your quiet, reclusive boss is hiding something far darker than anyone could imagine, your new life turns into a trap built just for you. And in his twisted mind, love and control are the same thing.
He'd been watching you from the moment you walked into his store. Studying you. Wanting you. After years of preying on the young and the lost, he'd grown restless. The thrill was fading. The pattern was predictable. And you, independent, guarded, full of quiet defiance, were exactly the kind of challenge he craved.
This time, the Grabber wasn't looking for another victim. He was looking for an obsession.