/Stacy’s POV/
I slowly approached the stalker and studied her, I knew her somewhere but I couldn’t place a finger where I’ve met her, she stood with a pocket knife in her hand and I wondered what she planned to do with it, but I got my answer after she skilfully shove it over my face. She seems to be pretty good at it.
“I don’t think it’s advisable to try a murder attempt on a cop ma’am” With that said she slowed down and narrowed her face at me in suspicion.
“Are you Annette?” I asked not really disappointed she was my cousin, not all people has that much of self defence.
“No” She replied sharply after a brief second of just staring at me.
“Okay but why are you following me?” My question seem to have caught her off guard and for a second she looked speechless.
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