Chapter 158

 Easton

 "This place is so cool."

Harper glances around the restaurant, her eyes wide.

"I love all the dragons everywhere."

I took my girl to a Chinese restaurant that I used to always go to with my parents when I was a little kid.

Some obscure place that doesnt look like anything special from the outside, but once you enter, it's like walking into another world.

Giant mirrors hang on the black lacquer walls, reflecting the multiple red Chinese lanterns that hang from the ceilings.

There's a giant water feature when you first enter the restaurant, and you can hear the gentle tinkling of the water even from our table, which is on the other side of the building.

Even on a Saturday afternoon at three o'clock the place is packed.

Luckily we got right in before the current surge came.

"I think it's still Chinese New Year,’ I say as I glance around the room, looking for a familiar face to pop up.

So far, we're in the clear.

Harper catches me glancing around yet again and frowns.

"She's not going to show up."

"She still might.’ "Maybe she wouldn't be so obvious.” Harper looks out the nearby window.

"Maybe she's waiting for us in the parking lot."

Anger simmers in my blood, making my skin hot.

Since I found that fucking tracker yesterday I can't think about anything else.

Even though we shut Sadie down about confronting Aisha, I can't help but think we should've.

The bitch deserves it.

But Ryan was right.

Aisha would deny she had anything to do with that fucking tracker and that would've been it.

Case closed.

We have to catch her in the act.

It's the only way to prove she's behind it.

"I'm so full,” Harper practically groans, pushing her mostly empty plate away from her.

"It was good.” "Yeah it was."

piece of broken off wonton

the leftovers home for

"Easton.

Look."

waves a hand at the near

much eaten it

nothing left to take

"Yeah.

I lean back in my

"Should we go?"

you pay

"Not yet."

the restaurant yet again and

"What?"

always going to keep that

what up? My

and she rolls

up for you,

“Easton, please.

middle of the restaurant.” She's

together, I love

the search

see the look

me out

And she's right.

"I'm paranoid, okay?"

back of my head, tugging on the ends of my hair

knowing she's followed me for who knows how long fucking makes me want

"It'll be fine.

napkin on

"Let's go.

can pay the bill at the counter on the way

dropping to her heart shaped ass that looks

back to my house after

her a couple of nights ago, and

I always am.

my bed twenty—four— seven and it still wouldn't

"You ready?"

once I

She nods and smiles.

"Let's go."

the sun shining so brightly I wish I brought my sunglasses

vaguely resembles Aisha's, watching

It's not her.

it wasn't her from the beginning, but I couldn't help

hand out of mine,

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm sick of it.

Sick of this.

found out about that stupid tracker,

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