Chapter 9 THE CUT THAT CLOSED

POV: Mara Voss

I don’t realize I’m being followed until I’m two blocks from my building.

It’s the rhythm that gives it away. Not a sound exactly, more like a pattern. Footsteps that match mine too closely, adjusting when I adjust, slowing when I slow. I’ve been walking fast because it's eleven-fift...

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