CHAPTER ONE
Trusted
I gasped awake trying desperately to wipe away the taste of blood and vomit from my mind. I sighed heavily that was the fifth time in the last two weeks I've dreamt about that girl. I looked over at the other side of the bed at my wife, thankful that I haven't woken her. I smiled a little as I thought about our life together and how happy I've been since we got married…then having Annabelle made everything pretty damn perfect. I sat up in bed and put my face in my hands, and then these dreams started.
It was like I could feel what she felt and saw. I put my fist in my mouth to keep from screaming as I felt and intense feeling of anger and rage riffled through my entire body. That thing raped and beat her almost to death. "Who are you?"
"Where are you?" I drew a deep breath and sighed and patted Gracie my dog on the head and looked out the sliding door of my basement watching the rain pelt it heavily. "She's in trouble whoever she is Grace. I wonder who she is…I have to try and find out." Gracie licked my hand. I smile at her and look back at the door again. "How can I find a girl whose name I don't even know?"