Chapter 18
Jenkins wanted to kill that man. How could she let him kiss her in public? It had to be fake. The man had to be holding her hostage. She never would disrespect him by kissing another without being held under duress.
He watched them go from the secondhand store over to their cars. They were in a group, otherwise he would have gone to her. She didn’t know what she was doing. He needed to figure out where they were going next.
The waiting drove him crazy. It took them too long to get into the cars, and in that time, he had to watch that oaf kiss her again. He wanted to beat her for the betrayal after he killed that man. She was ruining everything. He would have to teach her a lesson.
He’d expected them to go to one of the bars, or maybe the buffet in town, but when they got in their cars, they headed to the stand.
He’d been barred from there. It wasn’t fair.
He should be allowed to eat there. Those women wanted him to flirt.
He hadn’t done anything wrong. Sometimes guys just had to make sure the women knew their place.
Once he got hold of her, he would make sure she knew how to behave. It would be fun forcing her to only move when he said it was okay for her to move.
He couldn’t sit across the street and watch them eat because that asshole who owned the stand had it in for him. Maybe he would take care of that guy, too.
There was no good place to sit and wait for them to leave so he could follow them. He knew where they were, so he decided to head home and watch the videos. He should have done it earlier, but he’d been busy.
Once home, he pulled up the camera feed he had at the river and was shocked to see it wasn’t working. Anger slid through him, and he picked up the mug sitting beside his computer and threw it against the wall. It didn’t break, but it did leave a dent in the wall.
“Fuck!”
“Jenkins, what are you doing in there?” his mother yelled.
“Nothing!”
Anger seethed through him. He needed to get rid of his nosy mother. She had no right to his thoughts or actions. She should have died already.
The camera feed had been spotty anyway. And the feed from the other camera wasn’t coming in properly.
He hadn’t placed the relay in the right spot.
When the wind blew or there was rain, the signal was so low, he hardly ever received any notifications.
Later, he would go back out and make changes to the cameras, making sure he could get a feed if there was movement.
Everything he did seemed to not work out right.
He just needed to catch a break and then everything would be perfect.