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the path to my door when Charlie puts a hand on my stomach, indicating I should stop. “Wait here a minute,” Charlie says quietly before walking the last half-dozen steps up to my front door. He doesn’t pull his gun which I know he has on him, but he looks like he wants to.
     
    When he reaches my door, he gives it a gentle push without touching the knob. When the door swings open, I can feel my heart leap into my throat. Charlie holds his hand up for me to wait. Then, he does pull his gun from its hidden holster. Easing the door open, Charlie squeezes inside.
     
    I hardly breathe until Charlie steps out a few minutes later, the gun once again out of sight. “The place is empty. It looks alright to me, but you need to come see what’s missing.”
     
    I carefully look the house over, but can’t find anything out of place. “They broke in, but didn’t steal anything?” I ask, talking to myself.
     
    “I don’t think this is a burglary. I think it’s a warning.”
     
    “Darren,” I breathe.
     
    “Yeah,” Charlie says. “Get a bag and a few things. You need to come stay with me.”
     
    “Charlie, I can’t do that!”
     
    “You’re going to stay here? Tonight? With a broken lock on your house and someone stalking you?”
     
    When he puts it like that, I reconsider. “Wait here a minute,” I say, hurrying into my bedroom.
     
    Once I’m packed, I throw my bag into Charlie’s car. We make a stop at Home Depot and order a new door and arrange to have it installed. We also pick up a hasp and a padlock. We quickly screw it into the door and frame to provide some security for the house until the door can be replaced.
     
    ***
     
    I spend the next three days at Charlie’s apartment and I’m a wreck. Charlie tries to calm me, but I’m jumping at shadows, except when I’m with him. Just the way he comports himself makes me feel safe and secure. At night, the fact that he is sleeping in the living room with his weapon near at hand allows me to sleep.
     
    Wednesday my door is finally replaced. I can move back into my own house. The problem is that I find that I don’t want to leave the security of Charlie’s company. I wrestle with the problem all day at work. I finally decide that I can’t stay there alone. Not the first night anyway.
     
    “Charlie,” I say when he picks up the phone. “My door is fixed, but can you stay with me just this one night?” I ask sheepishly.
     
    “Why don’t you just stay at my place?”
     
    “Because I need to get used to sleeping at my own place again. But, I’m just nervous this first night, that’s all. I haven’t seen Darren in the last couple of days, but I can feel him watching me.”
     
    Charlie is silent for a moment. “Okay. I’ll see you there about six. I’ll bring your stuff.”
     
    I breathe a sigh of relief. “Thanks, Charlie.”
     
    “See you in a couple of hours,” he says before hanging up the phone.
     

 
    CHAPTER SIX
     
    True to his word, Charlie pulls into my drive just minutes before six. I had arrived about twenty minutes before and realized there is a problem. Charlie’s apartment is on the second floor. I feel safe in his bedroom alone because the windows are high off the ground. My house is a small single story with low windows.
     
    I’m still stewing over the problem as we eat dinner. “How’re you doing?” Charlie asks. Before I can answer the doorbell chimes. “Expecting anyone?” he asks motioning me to keep my seat as he rises to answer the door.
     
    “No one,” I say shaking my head, my blood running cold.
     
    I stay out of sight of the door, but I can hear Charlie and Darren talking. “What do you want, Darren?” Charlie asks coldly.
     
    “I saw that there had been some trouble. Such a nice neighborhood, too. Thought I would stop by and see if I could help.”
     
    “Funny you would notice something like that from just riding by,” Charlie says.
     
    “Yeah. I have good eyes.”
     
    “Then you