The Tricksters, Johannah Moloney [speed reading book .TXT] 📗

I was making my way to the purses when I noticed something. I glanced out the window. I haven’t noticed it before, but whenever I turned a corner, it was there. His back was turned, and I could see gold curls coming out of his hat. I could just barely make out his jawline, where it was set determinedly, like he was waiting for something. As soon as I looked at him, something set itself off in me. It was subtle, but I felt it navigate towards him. As soon as I figured it out, I knew it was warning me.