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When she turns to look behind her, I dart out, then hurry ahead.

I look in the reflection of the window I pass.

She spots me. Her entire face lights up.

Fuck.

This is ridiculous. I'm helping a woman stalk me.

Bishop would kill me. Beck would never let me live it down. Which means neither of them can ever find out.

I keep walking.

She’s still following me, convinced I don’t know she’s behind me.

I should be annoyed. But I'm not.

That's probably the bigger problem.

I make it another block, then check again.

Nothing.

Hmmm.

I keep walking.

At the next window, I check again.

Still nothing.

I slow.

Maybe she finally gave up.

It’s for the best.

I take another step... then stop.

Fuck.

I turn around. She’s still not behind me.

It takes less than a minute to retrace my route.

No Callie.

Then I catch a flash of dark hair near an alley.

My instincts sharpen.

I cross the street.

Callie disappears between two buildings.

My hand moves automatically beneath my jacket.

I quietly follow, staying far enough back that she won't hear or see me.