JARED’S POV
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I’ve been lounging in the car all day, watching the building like a hawk while Mason chirps in my ear about sitting im the heat of the sun. I have ordered food and drinks, I’ve had photo’s taken of every suspicious person entering that building and anyone who looks strange walking around outside. I sent the photos to my investigator, and none of them work for the Geller’s. They are all normal, weird people who just happened to be around here, looking out of place yet they aren’t. I wish they were someone to go after, to know that someone is really stalking her.
“Can’t we just go home?” Mason sighs, and my shoulders sag in defeat. “Walk, take an uber, I don’t give a s**t,” I lock my gaze on him through the rear view mirror, and he lets out an disbelief scoff before she open
