I know what you did in the dark

"I know what you did."

That was all the caller said before hanging up and those five words were enough to wake from the blissbliss filled sleep that I had been clinging to. It was Saturday, I should not be waking up at eight in the morning.

But the idea that someone knew what I had done or who I really was pulled me from my sleep. The idea that someone could tell Coleman that Bridget Meadows was actually Helena Townsend scared me. The idea that someone could know that I had come back from the dead or that I had knowledge of a conspiracy predating my father's death. It was a threat that I had kept out of my head for weeks, but it had come to pass.

I've been stuck on my book and I love Helena too much to not use her right now.