MERRIELYNN.
With just one question hanging on the tip of my tongue, I followed after Cormac with my heart pounding hard in my chest.
I needed to know much he knew, and how far he had gone with his background check on me.
“Wait!” I called, but he slipped through the exit opposite the main one. I quickened my pace, anxiety suddenly gnawing at me. I really hated running after him like this, and worse, I hated that he was ignoring me.
"Cormac, stop!" I called again, staring at his retreating back, but he didn't even glance over his shoulder.
Frustration bubbled up inside me. "How the hell do you know where I live?" I asked in a loud voice when I could no longer keep up.
Now that I thought about it, I was freaking out.
How much had Cormac researched on me?
How much did he know about me,
