Stalker in the Fog - PROLOGUE

   The stranger in the rental car slowly circled Abby’s block on the bluff above the ocean while thick, heavy fog continued to roll in obscuring and discouraging neighborhood activity.  The dog next door barked unheeded while under the cover of the fog Abby’s ex-husband found an unlocked window and now he sat in her dark house; waiting, drinking, and chain smoking. His mind unraveling exponentially as his personal demons and the alcohol weakened his already tenuous grip on reality. Smiling in anticipation of her return, he fondled the hard metal gun in his pocket; “Till death do us part,” he said to himself, opening another bottle and gleefully envisioning each moment of shock and horror in her eyes