Why did you have to ruin his career? It was just a joke, you fucking bitch. You should be hanged with your own climbing rope for ruining his life.
Not quite a death threat, but close.
If I get my hands on you, my friends and I will pass you around like the whore you are. You’ll get a cock in every hole until you can’t walk, let alone climb.
This was a threat and likely actionable.
It’s not natural for a stupid girl to climb like that. I’d need to stick my dick in your pussy to believe you’re not a dude. Lulz!
Geezus.
These weren’t the worst emails Darius had seen, but they were bad enough. Sasha’s decision to stand up for herself had resulted in a vicious backlash. The hate hadn’t come exclusively from men. Darius had seen several online comments from women, fangirls of Riggs who tried to signal their sexiness to Riggs while downplaying what he’d done to Sasha. Other women bashed Sasha for her appearance.
Who would want her? She’s flat-chested.
The dumb bitch must be anorexic or bulimic.
She’s ugly. My men like curves, not chicks with abs.
But who’d been angry enough to try to kill her?
Die, bitch!
Making a mental note not to exclude women as persons of interest, he continued reading through her emails.
Another knock came at the front door, but this time Sasha answered, her voice drifting back to him. “Esri! Come in.”
A moment later, she appeared in the office doorway. “Esri, the Team therapist, is here. I’ll be upstairs in my bedroom if you need anything.”
“Thanks.”
She was wise to get help so soon after the attack. Left untreated, trauma could come back to thrash a person.
He finished flagging emails and began uploading the concerning ones into the system. All new emails, posts, and comments would be uploaded automatically, regardless of who sent them, each embedded with code that would enable Darius to trace their origins. This meant that the most tedious part of this job was done.
He stood, stretched, and was wondering where he might get a good workout in this town when his phone buzzed.
It was Deputy Marcs.
“Silva here. What’s up?”
“You’ll want to meet me out front and tag along with me to the Boulder County Jail. I just heard from the ranger for Boulder County. They pulled that trail cam footage from Boulder Falls. It shows Riggs and his buddy, Watts, violating a bat closure and smoking pot. When the ranger when to give them a summons, they became abusive and uncooperative. The ranger took them into custody for violating a bat closure, smoking on open space, and obstructing a peace officer.”
“Maybe that’s what Riggs was hiding.”
“Maybe, but there’s more. Riggs and Watts were at the Falls that day, but the time stamp shows them on the trail a full hour and eight minutes after Sasha was hit. That means they had more than enough time to run her off the road before they hit the trails. I can be there in ten minutes.”
“I’ll be ready in five.”
Chapter8
Sasha heardDarius leave the house. “I guess he’s finished here.”
Esri glanced out the window. “He’s outside talking with Tommy Squibb.”
The Scarlet PD had an officer watching her house.
“Oh, heisgood-looking—and tall.” Esri was about Sasha’s height, her dark hair, features, and brown skin showing her mixed Tibetan and Jewish heritage.
