CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO

WHO SAID I’M THE ONE CLINGING IN THIS RELATIONSHIP??...

The man continued driving, keeping his face calm and a close eye on his rearview mirror. Getting on the highway, he swerved past cars trying to lose the suspicious vehicle behind them while at the same being careful not to alarm the girl sitting next him on her phone and got off the first exit. To his surprise, the suv drove past and didn't try to get back on their. It made him doubt himself a little, maybe the recent attacks had turned him into a paranoid freak.

After all, it was way harder to sleep with the fire burning that close to one's home than when it's on the other side.

He moved his right hand drim the steering wheel, replaced it with his left one and shoved it in the front right pocket of his pants. He took out his phone and turned it on. He quickly typed the vehicle's number plate from memory and sent it to his best friend with an order for him to look into it before putting it back. He got back on the road and drove