**WARNING- This chapter contains scenes of a distressing sexual, physical, and frankly neurotic behavioural nature and heavy drug use. I wouldn't skip this chapter though, but that's my opinion, haha**
Frank's POV
I've been following her for twenty minutes, and I'm not entirely sure whether I'm angry or distressed. She passed her street, dropping off the guy she brought with her and waving him off to head into the residential area, close to the edge of town, where the houses are three times bigger than mine, and the neighbours are few and far between.
She pulled into the largest mansion, the gates opening for her, and her car did not slow down as she sped down the driveway.
I cursed and exited my car, climbing over the wall and running across the freshly cut grass until I saw her enter the house. I headed for the nearest window, bending to feel along the edges of the bottom, lifting a couple of inches to slide my fingers under and click the latch off.
