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“Go home, Callie.”

“Oh my God. It is.”

“Chaos.”

Her face lights up. Actually fucking lights up.

“This is so cool.”

“No, it isn't.”

“What did that guy do?”

“Stop.”

“Does the brown-haired man plan to hurt someone?” Her eyes are wide. “He doesn’t look scary. Just... ordinary.”

Every muscle in my body locks.

Fuck.

“You saw him?”

Her excitement fades slightly. “Yes.”

“When?”

“When I parked.”

“Did he see you?”

“No.”

“You sure?”

“Yes.”

“You’re parked where?”

She points vaguely behind us.

I catch her hand again. “Stop fucking pointing.”

“Sorry.”

“Where?”

“Down the street.”

“How far?”

“Far enough that you couldn’t see my car.” She shifts in the seat. “I only caught a glimpse of him beneath the street lights.”

“What did you do when he walked past?”

“He didn't walk past me. I was farther down.”

“Did you get out of the car?”