Page 86 of Slapshot Obsession
“It’s a spy app. Whoever put it there can track your location at any time.”
Taryn’s eyebrows knit together as she looks at what I’m showing her. “That’s crazy. I don’t remember ever seeing that icon.”
“Yeah, it wouldn’t show on your screen. You’d only see it in your settings, so you’d have to be looking for it.”
She looks really freaked out. “This is how the stalker always knows where I am. Do you think they can also look at me or hear what I say?”
“I think so. My coach in Hemlock Beach used the sameapp to track his cheating wife. That’s how he knew she was seeing me. I’m not familiar with the app itself, but I think they can turn on your camera and listen to your calls without you knowing.”
Taryn’s hand covers her mouth as if she were about to be sick. “Oh my God. So they could be listening to us now?”
I nod.
“Do you know how to uninstall it?”
“I think I can figure it out. But we’d have to have your phone checked by an expert to make sure the app is truly gone.”
Her lips flatten out in a determined line. “Can you take it off, please?”
“I can google it and do it while we wait for the tow truck.” I offer.
“Perfect.”
The lights of the tow truck appear in the distance, and I work in silence while Colsen and Taryn speak to the operator.
Once Taryn’s car is parked in her assigned spot in the parking garage next to our building, we head toward our apartment.
Tucker is waiting for us at the door with Baety tucked into his side. “Baby, are you ok? Col texted me to tell me what happened. I made some herbal tea to warm you up, and I was about to text Jodie to ask her to bring some dry clothes for you. You’re soaked.”
To my surprise, Taryn shakes her head. “No need. Can I borrow something from you guys?”
“Sure,” Colsen agrees. “It’ll be big on you, but if you want, you can have one of my shirts.”
Taryn nods again. She hasn’t spoken much since the tow truck arrived. Maybe she’s in shock. She looks pale,uneasy, and angry at the same time, and I don’t blame her.
“Tucker, can I use your bathroom?”
I immediately offer mine. “You’ll have more room in my shower. Tuck has been showering in our bathrooms since he has Baety’s pool at the bottom of his shower.”
“Tucker’s bathroom will do.”
We all agree and follow our girl as she takes off toward Tucker’s bathroom.
Understanding dawns on all of us when Taryn marches straight into Tucker’s bathroom and opens the shower door.
She powers off her phone and dangles it over Baety’s kiddie pool. “Good luck spying on me now, fucker!” She bites out, dropping the phone into the water.
TARYN
As I watch my phone land in the bottom of Baety’s kiddie pool, a shiver works its way down my spine.
The adrenaline begins wearing off, and the reality of my situation dawns on me. I could have died out there.
“Baby, you’re shaking.” Tucker sets Baety down and wraps his arms around me. I let his strong body hold me upright.
I’m sure the guys will have questions, and I don’t know how they’ll react to my answers. But for now, I need a second to believe that I might not lose everything once they know.
“Come on,” he says softly. “Let’s get you out of these wet clothes and into the shower.”
