Violet's P.O.V.
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"Did she really follow us still?" Rory asked incredulously.
"Sure looks like it," I said.
We're walking down the street after being dropped off discreetly a few blocks away. I have no idea how Deena is able to track us so easily. Did she put a tracker implant in me or something?
God, I wouldn't put it past her.
"That's it, I'm calling Setson." Mrs. McCarthy said as she pulled out her phone.
"Wait! No!" I shouted as I grabbed her hands. "Please, Mrs. McCarthy, I don't want to involve him."
"Alice," she corrected me.
"I'm sorry. I just... You guys went out of your way to plan this whole day for me. I don't want that to go to waste. Plus, I like the anticipation of waiting to see Setson again. A-and Deena is
