✽ Jason ✽
I followed them without thinking of it as following. The tracker dot moved from the institute to the café, and my body obeyed the information. Mandy didn’t tell me she was meeting Nico. She didn’t have to. I already knew. I always knew. The campus café was busy. It was noisy with laughter, chatter, and the sound of the espresso machine being overworked. Still, it was a useful cover. I didn’t sit too close to them, but I quickly realized that neither of them was worried about their surroundings. Neither of them thought I would follow. That worked in my favor. I had my back to them, and I used my laptop camera to watch them as I hovered over the damn thing. No one could see my screen.
Good.
I listened to their conversation, and as I heard Nico explain his missing year, I felt
