“Tomorrow we return home,” he says, confirming my suspicion about what he wanted to talk about. “And there’s something you need to know. First and foremost, we discuss Nevin Petersen.”
“Nevin Petersen?” I repeated, the name sounding familiar bit not remembering where I’ve heard it before. “Who’s Nevin Petersen?”
“He struck up a conversation with you last month at the mall. You were with Jess.”
I look at him suspiciously, now remembering the strange man who had known about me though we’d never met before. How did he know about that?
“I never told you about that,” I murmured and push back from him. “How’d you know that? Did Jess tell you?”
“I wish I could lie to you and tell you yes. But the truth is I had a few bodyguards tail you during those days when I was away.”
I spring out of hi
