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Olivia froze. Her eyes found me.

Dare answered.

I lifted one hand and gave her a small wave.

The corner of her mouth lifted. Barely.

A tiny, unwilling smile.

Chapter 14

Liv

“He waved like a fucking psycho.”

My voice came out almost calm, which was surprising considering my heart was still climbing down my throat to resume its normal operating procedures.

Kalon stood between me and the window, one arm angled back as though he expected to catch me if I fainted, ran outside, or pressed my face against the glass to search for the masked lunatic.

By the time my brain started working again, my stalker was gone.

“He followed you here.” Said almost in disbelief.

“Yes.”

“To my house.”

“Yes.”

“That is insane.”

Kalon’s gaze returned to the empty yard. “You need to call the Guard.”

I laughed, the sound startling in the quiet room. “What do I tell them? My masked stalker installed cameras, followed me across the city, and waved at me through your window like a deranged pageant queen?”

“That he installed cameras.”

The humor died. “He hasn’t hurt me.”

Kalon faced me. “He entered your home and watched you without your knowledge. That is harm.”

“I know.”

“Do you?”

My mouth opened, but nothing came out. I knew what the cameras meant. I also knew how relief had burned through me when the mask appeared beyond the window.

“I’m not defending him.”

Kalon watched me until I turned away.

My reflection waited in the window, pale and furious. I had been angry in my apartment, frightened in Kalon’s car, relieved when my stalker appeared, and ashamed the second he disappeared. My emotions needed adult supervision.

“The Guard would start a record,” Kalon said. “Even if they fail to find him tonight, you’d have proof if this escalates.”

I wrapped my arms around myself. “I’ll think about it.”

He sighed. “When did you last eat?”