CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
Sophia glanced back over her shoulder, trying to catch sight of the people following her. Still, she saw nothing.
Inside, her fear built, forcing her onward. She turned down a side street and the footsteps still kept in time with hers, and she paid them more attention. They followed the rhythm of her own steps, speeding up as she did, falling more softly as she looked around for threats. There were too many thoughts around in the city to be certain about who was following her or why, but she felt certain that there were at least three sets of thoughts close behind her.
She walked faster, and the footsteps sped up with her.
She broke into a run. She chose directions at random, heading through the gathering dark without caring about where she was going. She pulled into
