"I thought you said you didn't live here."
Nathan flinched, snapping his head to the direction of the voice. A chill ran down his spine as his widened eyes landed on Silver.
The man stood before him, hands pocketed and eyes hinting at something unreadable.
Something that made his blood run cold.
Nathan had always thought his wide smile was off, but his face which was devoid of emotion right now made his heart race.
"Are you following me?" The boy croaked, breath cautiously slow.
"Not really. I was jogging when I saw you come out of a house just down the street," Silver replied, a smile crossing his lips.
It didn't reach his eyes.
It was a lie.
Right?
It had to be.
A weight settled in his stomach as he stared back at him. He wished he'd been firmer when he told the man off.
