Rebecca is once again certain: her ex hasn’t left her alone and continues to keep watch. But the moment the tangled corridors of a gothic club come into play, the familiar reality begins to split at the seams. And while the unknown pursuer seems to be right on her heels, it becomes clear that this isn’t just someone’s painful attention at stake. This is a story about how Rebecca tries to get to the truth—and about why, sometimes, it’s important to say the most important thing in time.
A night-time silhouette in the peephole brings old fears back to the surface, and Rebecca once again suspects Chris of stalking—even though their previous storm, it would seem, has long since calmed down.
A gloomy neighbor constantly flashing by the window, the dark labyrinths of the gothic club, and its owner, who inspires primal dread—plus rumors about her ex-lover’s obsessed former partner—all of this completely throws the girl off.
The investigation gathers momentum, and Rebecca is determined to find out exactly who is hunting her—who, it seems, is already breathing down her neck...
And, at the same time, to understand why sometimes important words have to be spoken at the right moment.
Otherwise...
Later might be too late.