Chapter Thirteen
Thea
The kind witch and I had been waiting for over an hour for the deviant taxi driver to finally leave. An hour. I had never spent so long hiding in a supermarket in my entire life, and considering some of the things I had got myself into over the years, that was saying something.
It had become painfully obvious that the driver was interested in me, and not in the way a taxi driver should be interested in a passenger. He had sat outside the supermarket for far too long, making no attempt to leave, and even from our hiding place near the toilets, I had caught sight of him several times through the glass entrance doors.
But why?
What could he possibly want with me?
I was a nobody. At least, that was what I had always believed. I was just Thea, a girl who had somehow
