Chapter 47
Someone was following him. Jess fought the urge to look over his shoulder. He didn’t want to tip them off. Someone was definitely following, though.
Things had started out well enough. The busy main corridors of the station had carried him from the Wanderer through various commercial areas and on into the station’s depths. Then the corridors had started to become less crowded, though still busy. The further he went the fewer people he saw.
He started to pass more and more shops and businesses which had closed down. The few still going had faded paint and a disreputable air about them. Some had groups of people loitering outside who stared at Jess as he went past. Some glanced behind him, others very obviously didn’t. If Jess hadn’t already known he was being followe
