THE BOY WHO LOOKED FAMILIAR
Anthony told himself he wasn't following the children.
That would have sounded creepy.
Possibly illegal.
Definitely embarrassing.
So when he found himself parked across from the academy on a sunny Thursday afternoon, he chose a different explanation.
He was observing.
Professionally.
Very different.
At least that's what he told himself.
Unfortunately, even he wasn't convinced.
The school's annual family sports day had attracted dozens of parents.
Children raced across the field.
Teachers shouted instructions.
Families filled the stands.
Anthony sat inside his vehicle wearing sunglasses.
Like a man conducting surveillance.
Which, admittedly, he was.
The realization annoyed him.
A lot.
Because none of t
