"That was so much fun. Thanks for taking me out on the lake, Dante."

"Anytime, although, I'm never letting you drive the boat again, speed demon!"

"What? Did you just call me a speed demon?"

"You were kicking up all kinds of waves. You nearly got us in trouble in that no wake zone. I ought to issue you a citation."

"Oh really, Officer?" Dante couldn't help but smile at the "awful" nickname that she sometimes gave him. He put her in a playful headlock and rubbed the top of her head. She maneuvered her way out and held one of his arms behind his back. They laughed and almost fell to the ground. Just then, Lulu's cell phone rang.

"Hello?" She looked at the phone, perplexed.

"Who was that?"

"I don't know. There wasn't anyone there. Oh well, it was probably Maxie. She'll call back." She shrugged it off.

"Are you ready to eat?" asked Dante.

"I'm starved." Dante opened the basket. Inside, Lulu found all of the junk food she loved to eat. "Oh my gosh! You remembered all of this?"

"Of course. How could I forget? I witnessed you devour this stuff over and over for how many years?"

A sheepish grin escaped her lips. "Yeah, I guess I did, didn't I?" She threw her arms around his neck. "Thank you for such a great day. It was just what I needed."

As they walked back through the woods, her phone rang again. Before she could say anything, a garbled voice said, "Red is a beautiful color, don't you think? It suits you well. Tell your 'boyfriend' that I said hello. You know, he really shouldn't worry about how fast you drive."

The line went dead. Lulu's face lost all color. She didn't move. Fear gripped her chest to the point that she could no longer breathe.

"Who was that?" The smile faded from Dante's face as soon as he saw her reaction. "Lulu? What's going on? Hey. Look at me." He took her head in his hands and shifted her gaze toward him.

"That was. I-I don't. He said…" She closed her eyes, took a slow breath and started again. "I think that was him."

"Him? You mean?"

"Yeah. I think so. His voice was altered, though."

"What did he say?" Dante was still calm, but his fury was building.

"He's here. He's been watching us. He knew what I was wearing. He also said that he didn't think I had gone too fast on the lake. How could he know all that?"

Dante looked all around, while his thoughts raced. Why hadn't he brought his gun? He knew the guy hadn't been caught yet. Why did he think that he could take her out somewhere, knowing how much danger she still might be in?

"Come on, we have to get out of here. NOW."