His obsession over Cassandra Kelly had gone to a whole new level. He had spent the last three weeks basically stalking her every movement. It had started at first with him trying to ensure she was safe from her violent brothers. However, whatever leverage she had over them was solid, and they didn’t dare hurt her. She definitely had them by the short hairs. She left the house in Yamacraw every morning around five a.m. for a run to Fox Hill Road and back again. Driving the same Honda Civic, at eight thirty a.m., she left the house again, dressed in colorful sports gear to go to work at the sporting goods store in Harbor Bay. At one p.m., she crossed the parking lot to the food store, purchased a two-liter bottle of Gatorade, two granola bars, and two bananas. She left the sporting goods store at exactly four p.m. and drove to the basketball court at the foot of the Sir Sidney Poitier Bridge. A male coach worked out with her for an hour, and then she met up with her brother Cameron and a few of his friends.
