Riley turned her head back around and kept walking, an inexplicable panic rising in her chest. When she had suddenly looked back just now, the two men had seemingly dodged her gaze. Were they really following her?
What did they want with her?
She subtly scanned her surroundings. It was the peak of a scorching summer day, the sun beating down mercilessly, and there wasn't a single soul in sight.
The footsteps behind her seemed to be closing in.
She tightened her grip on her phone. What should she do?
Run?
But how could she possibly outrun two full-grown men?
Yet, sitting around waiting to be a victim wasn't in her nature either.
Call the cops?
What if these men meant her no harm and she was just being paranoid?
And even if they did have bad intentions, they were so close that by the time the police arrived, it would be too late.
What was her move?
Calm down. She had to stay calm.
Riley quickened her pace toward the bus stop. There should be people waiting for the bus there. As long as she reached the stop, she'd be safe. Meanwhile, she raced through her mental contacts, wondering who she could call for help.
The very first person who popped into her head was Sebastian.
He had stepped in to help her so many times when she was in trouble. He was powerful, calm, and composed. It felt like no matter what happened, he could solve it effortlessly.
But he was thousands of miles away in Statenbury. No matter how capable he was, a distant fire extinguisher couldn't put out a local fire.
Pierce?
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