As I was about to exit the private road, I saw a bright red dot in the distance. It struck me—could that be Stella's red sports car?

My heart skipped a beat at the thought. Stella? Was she here at Fremont Bay?

I hesitated and followed my instincts. I spotted a small path leading into the woods and maneuvered my car into the junction. Thankfully, my midnight blue Panamera was discreet and wouldn't be easy to spot.

Before long, a red sports car whooshed by, confirming my suspicions. Was it Ste