She moved out of the hotel the next day deciding this time she would go so far he'd never find her. She wouldn't stop running until she knew she was safe.

She made it four cities over before her car began making odd noises forcing her to stop at another hotel. She kept a strong personality and ate dinner at the diner across the street. She waited until dark before once again closing the curtains and going into the bathroom for a bath.

She slid deep into the huge tub and bubbles before she started to cry. Her life was spiraling out of control and she couldn't stop it. A few years ago she was happily married with a baby on the way and a job she loved.

Her husband was dead as well as her baby, Her husband had turned into a mass murderer and now a murderer was chasing her because she tried to kill him. She knew Mark Hoffman didn't give up easy he wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted from her and she was afraid of what that might be.

She had hoped she could out run him that was until her car gave out on her and her money supply was slowly winding down. She couldn't go to the bank for more because her face was all over the news. The only way she got the hotel room was by wearing sunglasses wearing a hood and keeping her head down.

She took a deep breath and stepped out of the tub wrapping a towel around herself. She looked in the mirror at the cut on her head. Right by her hairline was a deep looking cut and it was bruising and swelling. It was going to scar.

"It's not as bad as the one you gave me" The deep voice echoed from the bathroom doorway to her left and she jumped.

He was leaning casually against the door frame watching her. Wearing the same clothes he was always in dark blue jeans and a dark blue hood. She backed away pulling the towel a little closer to herself in an attempt to cover herself better.

"How did you find me?" She asked and he gave her that half grin.

"I have my ways...Plus I knew your car wouldn't make it far"

She watched him a second glancing at the scar he mentioned. It wasn't that bad considering how it got there and even she had to admit it looked good on him.

"What are you looking at Jill?" He grinned and she gave him a disgusted look.

She headed for the door and he stepped in her way she glared up at him before pushing past and he let her brush past with a dark gaze that made her uncomfortable. She went over to the bed where her suitcase was sitting.

He turned in the doorway to watch her and she tried to ignore the feeling of his eyes roaming openly across her body. She picked up her clothes and turned around he didn't move just kept watching her.

She straightened her spine and marched towards him and the bathroom when she went passed and reached for the door he grabbed her arm yanking her body against his. She pushed at his chest but he ignored her leaning close. Just like he did in the cell when he came for her.

"Get this through your head Jill, There's nowhere you can run I can't find you and you can fight me all you want...when I decide I want something I take it" He looked down her body and she shoved at him again.

"Go ahead then" She dared him.

He didn't move just gripped her arm looking at her with dark eyes. A muscle in his jaw twitched before he shoved her and she stumbled back a little bit.

"It's not fun if you don't fight" He said then he turned and shut the door behind him to let her change.

She stood staring at the door her heart pounding in her chest. She pulled the towel a little closer then moved to lock the door.

"JILL!" His voice was directly on the other side of the door and she jumped.

"If I really wanted in no lock would keep me out" He told her and she winced backing away from the door waiting for it to be broken in but it never happened.

She slowly changed her clothes before taking a steadying breath and going to the door to face the monster on the other side.

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