Don’t let him know you’ve seen him.
Just act normal.
Act like everything is fine.
But my hands were shaking so badly I could barely grip the chains.
What if they use this against us? What if they show the judge photos of me with Fitz? Gabriel’s colleague, his friend, and claim I’m having an affair? What if they say I’m neglecting Megan? That I was too busy flirting to watch her properly?
I glanced back at the tree line.
The man was still there.
Still taking pictures.
I need to tell Gabriel.
My phone was in my pocket. I pulled it out with shaking hands, trying to keep pushing Megan with the other.
This is bad.
This is really, really bad.
I typed out a text to Gabriel.
Me: Someone’s taking pictures of us at the park. Man with a camera near the trees. I think it’s surveillance.
The response came immediately.
Gabriel: Are you safe?
Me: Yes. But he’s been here a while. Might have photos of me with Fitz.
Gabriel: Stay where you are. I’m coming.
Me: Gabriel, you’re at work.
Gabriel: I’m coming. Twenty minutes.
I looked back at the tree line.
The man was gone.
Just... gone.
Like he’d never been there at all.
Did I imagine it?
Am I being paranoid?
No.
No, he was real.
The camera was real.
This is real.
