Chapter Seven
I might have still been jumpy after the attack but as I wove my way through the streets to the bus that would lead me to Vinny’s North Beach neighborhood, I had this nagging feeling. I did my best to avoid casting glances over my shoulder but couldn’t prevent the knot in my stomach or the bile rising in my throat from testing my nerves.
Finally, I hopped the bus and prayed whoever he or she was wouldn’t follow, sighing when the driver closed the door. No obvious suspects were visible when I peered out the window but then again, he could have slipped into the shadows. Shuddering, I peeked out one final time as the bus pulled away.
I exited six blocks early, convincing myself I needed to get used to my surroundings so that Vinny wouldn’t see me coming. Besides, what were the
