CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Remi hurried down an aisle and ducked to the right to loop around down another aisle back the way she came. She hunched low, hoping to keep out of sight of her pursuer.
For a second, she thought she had succeeded, but then she heard soft, fast footsteps pursuing her. Her throat tightened. She fought an urge to scream for help. That would only reveal her location, and there might be more than one man out there looking for her.
She came to the end of the aisle, peeked around it, and didn’t see anyone. For a second, she hesitated, then sprinted several meters before ducking down another aisle.
There she crouched, staying silent and hoping not to be seen.
Her ears strained to hear any sound, but her pursuer or pursuers had gone quiet. Had they stopped too, or were they m
