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CHAPTER 12

Author: Vivian Blackwood
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-08 00:11:24

FOLLOWING HIM

The sun was sinking behind the glass walls of Skybound when I parked at the corner across the street. From where I sat, I could see the entrance of Daniel’s office clearly, the tall silver doors reflecting the orange sky, the busy workers hurrying out with their bags and half-finished conversations.

My car engine was off, but my heart was restless. I had packed enough things to last a stakeout, bottled water, chips, biscuits, and a half-empty can of Coke. I didn’t know how long I would wait, but I was ready. Daniel had told me he’d be working late. That was two hours ago. But something in my chest told me to come here, to see things for myself. Not because I didn’t trust him, but because I didn’t trust what my gut was whispering.

I leaned forward, my fingers gripping the steering wheel. Each time the office doors opened, I held my breath. I wasn’t sure what I was waiting for, maybe to see him walk out with someone. Maybe to see that I was right. Maybe to prove I was ju
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