I tried to ignore the feeling that prickled the back of my neck as I watched the black car through the rearview mirror. It seemed like every corner of my life was suffused with threats and uncertainty, but I couldn’t let fear dictate my actions.
“Hi, excuse me, can you take a left up here?” I asked the cab driver.
He frowned at me but did as he was told. A second later, the black car that had been following us continued to trail us. My heart started to beat faster. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. I had spent a great weekend with my mom.
I had eat her amazing food. We had gotten to watch one of our favorite movies and stuffed our faces with ice cream and croissants. But that was a fantasy world that I was trying to escape me. The black car that was trailing me now was a rud
