She brushed her hair out of her direct line of sight and shoved her sunglasses farther up the bridge of her nose, hiding her eyes completely. She would pass him in ten paces, then she could release the breath she was holding out of habit. Grateful for the shadows her eyes were bound in, she boldly glanced up to meet his eyes. She had to force her expression to remain indifferent, but she couldn't stop the corners of her mouth from twitching slightly in recognition and acknowledgment. She kept her face forward and continued past him, her steps unfaltering.
One, two, three, she mentally counted his receding footsteps and let her breath out through tight lips. As tempting as it was to turn around and glance at his retreating back, she let her feet carry her forward without thought. No idea, she mused; he has no idea. The thought was smug as she remembered the last two months and the ordeal it caused. It was only slightly ironic that he had no idea just how much he had been in the center of it all. In the lion's jaws unknowingly, eh? Well at least there is no need to involve you in past dangers. It's a moot point now anyway. She took the next left corner purposely, walking into the alley without a second thought.
You hooked yet? Well good, that's the point. But unfortunately, you won't find out anything new until it comes out in paper form. Preferably hard-back, but I can't afford to be picky at this point. I could let a few more details slip through to the blog world, but it would only frustrate you more....
Until then,
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