“Don’t worry, little girl, you’ll receive the answers you’re looking for soon. Though, if I were you, I wouldn’t be in such a rush.”
I stare at the practical stranger before me, wandering what the hell he is talking about, and what on Earth is going on here. Karl was his name, I think. He had acted like he was hitting on me in the café that day, but obviously not. He approached me for a different reason, but I still can’t figure out what that might be. How did he know where to find me? Had he been following me? A shiver runs down my spine at that thought.
“Where’s Stella?” I demand. “What have you done with her?”
“Stella? You don’t need to worry about her. I can practically hear your little brain ticking over. Just stop thinking so hard, you might hurt yourself.”
Moving behind the cha
