A warning someone is watching me.
Someone has been watching me.
I’m inclined to think whoever it is either not very bright, or they have a death wish.
Except the past has taught me the answer to the question is sometimes it’s neither of those categories.
Anyone who would dare come near me and be as bold enough to watch me has a different agenda altogether. I don’t make any sudden moves because I want to explore it and make certain I’m right, so I play my own game and instead of heading directly over to my bike I stop by the wall and pull out a cigarette.
I light up and stay there for a little while smoking and recording I’m still being watched.
Whoever it is continues while I finish smoking and put the cigarette out.
I continue walking slowly, taking my time now as I head to my motorcycle.
In light of recent shit, I don’t think I need to guess who this new friend of mine could be.
It has to be someone from theOrder.
It’s only when I get to my bike I look around and catch a glimpse of a shadowy figure on theroof.
A shadowy figure who moves away quickly behind the pillar when they catch sight of me looking at them. A sure sign ofguilt.
If they’re one of the Order’s goons, they’ll only serve to help me in my pursuit.
I pull out my phone and fire off a message to Maksim and Ilya letting them know I’m being watched.
Seconds later they both message back confirmation that they’ll look into it.
My blood heats when I think of everything and I want to kill again.
Killing is the only retaliation I have right now.
But possibly, I might be getting close to where I need to be. That’s the only reason they’d be watching so closely on my turf.
Please continue to watch memotherfucker.
Ihope you do.
I’ll gladly kill you.
On that thought, I jump on my motorcycle and ride away.