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He took a step toward her, closing the distance she’d put between them. “I don’t understand the problem,” he repeated.
“Look, Nate.” Pia began. Swallowed. Calm down, you idiot! He’s just a man. “I don’t want to sound rude, or appear ungrateful—”
“It’s okay. I’m used to it.”
Pia inwardly winced at his reference to their conflict six months ago, but she caught a hint of humor in his eyes. “I’m sorry. Truly. And I’m sorry about that last time I saw you as well. There’s just something about you that…” Pia broke off, searching for the right word.
Nate’s lip twitched. “Yeah. There’s something about you too.”
Pia glanced up, and their eyes held a moment. It was nice to think Nate might be just as confused about her as she was about him.
“I appreciate you coming, Nate. For getting me out of there.” She waved her hand in the direction of the station. “But I really want to go to Mark and the team.”
To the familiar. To where she could breathe and get her thoughts under control.
“They’ll be as worried about me as I am about them,” she added.
He eyed her, released a breath. “If that’s what you want.”
It was what she needed. “It is.”
“Then that’s where we’ll go.” He paused, then grinned. “You know, you’re still as frustrating as you always were.”
A smile kicked at the corners of her lips. “Likewise.”
Across the street, a young girl was watching them closely. Pia saw her out of the corner of her eye, but when she turned to look, the girl was no longer there.
She’d gotten only a glimpse of pale skin, a black vacant stare. But then she heard a familiar voice in her mind.
Why won’t you help me? Why won’t anyone help me?
It was the entity. And it seemed to have fixated on Pia. It was following her.
Who—or what—was Sarah? And what did she want?....