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“I asked if you want to meet up at the bar tonight? A few of us are going.”
“You mean Wine Underground?” She queried, frowning as she spun back towards the station and scanned the frontage.
The man was there. Dark pants, black shirt, and dark, reflective glasses.
It wasn’t Antonio. The first breath of relief was quickly swallowed. If Antonio wasn’t following her, who the hell was?
Her heart was hammering in her chest.
“Yeah. A couple of the others suggested it.”
“Oh, um, I can’t.”
She could practically hear Melinda’s eye roll. “Let me guess. You have a royal engagement.”
“Yeah. But you should make a point of talking to Renee. He really likes you. And he’s a great guy.”
“Yeah, yeah. So you keep saying. If you like him so much, you should date him.”
“He’s only got eyes for you.”
“As if. Men like him are all the same. Suave man-whores.”
Cassie laughed, despite the tangle of worry that was budding in her gut. A quick look over her shoulder showed the man hadn’t moved. Maybe she was being dramatic. Perhaps it was just a coincidence. The business with Antonio had left her rattled, that was all.
She stepped away from the station, moving swiftly through the stationary traffic to get to the other side. Then, she clipped along the embankment and paused behind a light pole.
He was following.
Her knees began to shake and she scanned the traffic desperately.
“So you’re not coming? Really? I feel like I haven’t seen you in a year.”
Cass nodded, but the guilt was dwarfed by apprehension. “I know. I was home this morning but you were still sound asleep.”
“That’s another thing. What’s with the weird coming and going at strange hours?”
“I just …”
“Can’t you take stuff to his place?”
“Yeah.” She was distracted. “I just feel better getting ready at home.”
“Yet you’re happy to spend the night there.”
“Mel,” Cassie sighed, watching as the man positioned himself directly opposite her. It was then that she saw the plastic earpiece attached to his shirt. And the hint of a suspicion formed. “I have to go. I’ll catch you soon, I promise.”
“Okay. Let’s try for lunch later this week.”
“Uh huh, okay, sure. I’ll call you.” She swiped the phone off and sent one last curious look at the man.
Dressed in black with an earpiece? He could only be one of Layth’s security agents.
Her expression was like a thundercloud as she marched back through the traffic jam towards him.
He didn’t react, nor respond.
“Hey.” She put her free hand on her hip. “Who are you?”
