Aaron's POV
I couldn't stop her from leaving. Amy was one of those stubborn people who, once they'd had their mind set on something, would do it whether you wanted it or not.
I wished I could follow her, but on the other hand I didn't want the agent waiting for us, or worse, I didn't want him to call Dad and tell him that we were not at the house. Who knew what he'd assume?
I waited rather helplessly as I watched her walk away until she finally turned and was out of sight.
The streets weren't exactly as busy as the New York streets. Cars were traveling to and fro, and a few pedestrians too, but again, compared to New York, these streets were deserted and it wasn't even late yet.
I began to pace to and fro restlessly, checking my wristwatch now and then, with my frustration already m
