Chapter Eighteen
Chasing shadows.
The brilliant flashes of red and blue lights overwhelmed my exhausted senses, but I pushed forward, running on gut instinct to where I saw the figure. I moved briskly, enough to keep pace but not to draw the person’s unwanted attention. Hustling through the small crowd, I edged a few people aside, before moving to the spot I saw moments before; the dark patch near the evergreen tree. Looking behind me and up, I confirmed the angle and peered at the balcony of Bekka’s apartment, then turned on the spot in the direction my target had vanished.
No shadowy figures. No movement.
I marched ahead and made it to the end of the road, by which point thoughts of defeat were tumbling through my mind. The road was silent. Only the rustle of wind in the trees and th
