Chapter 10
Blaze was about to begin her show when she looked down at the group of postcards Greg had given her. Her eyes widened when she saw the first one.
Erik.
“Oh, God, no,” she muttered as the name suddenly became as bright as neon. If it had been the common spelling, that would be different, but it was spelled with a k. She quickly turned the card over to see the full name.
Erik Baker.
It didn’t sound right. It sounded phony, made up. Her gaze jumped to the postmark and saw that it had been mailed from a zip code across town. Her eyes darted around furtively. She didn’t want to look up in case someone was watching her. Who was playing this sick joke on her? And it was a joke, wasn’t it? It had to be. Erik wasn’t a common name, not really. She kept staring at it and frowning. The
