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We moved toward the back of the room.

That’s when I looked into the mirror behind the bar.

My steps slowed.

Him.

He was there.

Standing behind us.

I spun around.

Nothing.

I looked back at the mirror.

Gone.

Of fucking course.

A laugh escaped me.

Charlie looks down at me. “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing.”

He looks at Willow and they share a look.

“You keep saying that.”

“Because nothing keeps happening.”

He stared at me.

I walked past him.

“Let’s go.”

We excited towards the back and stepped into a narrow alley.

Odd.

The music disappeared behind us.

For a few seconds, there was nothing but the crunch of dirt beneath our shoes.

Then-

Footsteps.

Behind me.

Slow.

I didn’t turn around.

My pulse quickened anyways.