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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run

Chapter 264 Fear Him

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Kohn was relentless. He would just show up. She'd find him roaming the halls of the hospital, walking past her house or following her around at the supermarket. He didn't say anything to her. He would just look at her, give her a little smile and leave.

Tonight it had gotten worse. She'd walked out to her car after work. He was leaning against it. Her heart pounded and she felt weak with terror.

"One day Tara, you'll realize I'm the perfect guy for you."

There was a wild look in his eyes and his grooming was starting to slip. His long-sleeved white shirt was half-tucked into his pants, his tie was askew and his face unshaven. He was unraveling. That made him even more dangerous.

"Why don't you go back to Chicago while I think about that?"

He laughed harshly.

"Teller's days are numbered. Indictments could come down soon. My offer is still open. I could make the investigation go away if you leave Charming and come away with me."

"The problem is you assume that I give a damn about what happens to Jax. I don't. Lock him up. I don't care."

"You were always a terrible liar like when you told me you weren't pregnant."

Tara shook her head.

"I wasn't pregnant."

Tara looked around to see if help was nearby if things got physical. She always carried the slim canister of pepper spray that Scarlett had given her. She flipped the safety off, prepared to use it if things escalated.

"I was never pregnant."

"I saw the pregnancy test."

"I've told you many times that it wasn't mine. It was my neighbor's."

"Sure, Tara. That makes a lot of sense," Kohn said with thick sarcasm. "You've never been loved the way you should be by a man like me. You just need a little time to adjust."

He moved away from her car and Tara climbed inside. She was shaking so hard, it took her several tries to get her key in the ignition.

She decided to grab some tacos to bring home for dinner. Whenever she was sick or upset, Mexican food gave her comfort.

There wasn't much that the law could do with Kohn. Restraining orders were useless on the insane. She needed to come up with a plan. She'd hoped that she could wait him out, but he was just too far gone.

When he'd been violent with her in Chicago, she'd tried to get the ATF to help. He was a federal agent who carried a gun. Surely, that would raise flags, but she'd been lectured about wasting their time and shooed away. She doubted they would be anymore helpful now.

She could get a temporary restraining order, but that was a waste of time. Restraining orders might stop the sane, but Kohn was teetering on the brink of insanity.

It was only a question of who he would kill first. Would he kill Scarlett to hurt Jax? Would he kill Jax to hurt her? Would he just kill her?

Tara finished her tacos and decided she had to do something. She had hoped to avoid it, but calling Jax was the only solution.

"Jax, it's Tara."

"Did Scarlett call you?"

"No. I need to see you. It's not personal. I'm not trying to get you back. This is about the ATF."

There was a long pause.

"OK. I'm on my way."

"Thanks."

Tara turned on the porch light and noticed that Kohn was sitting in his car outside her house.