CHAPTER NINE
Whoever it was stayed about ten feet behind me as I walked alongside the busy road back to the hotel. Thankfully there were sidewalks, although still not wide enough to give me a comfortable distance from traffic. How did I know I was being followed? The echoed emotions of the person behind me that they needed to catch me, their intent so single-minded I couldn't help but feel its echo.
My previous attacker had been silent and swift, undetectable even to my finely tuned fae-dar. No, this evening's pursuer lacked that kind of subtlety. Could the earlier one have been a spirit walker? Possible, although the ones I'd met in that form had more identity and substance. But they'd also been trying to get my attention in a good way.
The hotel driveway was coming up, and I'd have to
