Sara POV
"Jane, are you alright? You seem distracted."
And jumpy.
We were sitting across from each other at Molly's diner.
"Okay, I'm about to tell you something. Do not freak out and do not look," she began.
"There’s a guy sitting near the window in a navy blue jacket. He's following us."
I knew who she was referring to but couldn't stop myself from turning in Archer's direction.
"Don't look. Damn it," she grumbled.
I let out a deep breath, once again, wishing that she knew about her other side. If she did, she would know that the male could hear her loud and clear.
"Sara, he's following us. I'm sure of it. This past week, I have seen him around the office, your dad's truck, and now, here."
She shifted nervously in her seat. I had a good guess for why she seemed anxious and
