Tried For Error

1 | 3 ~ Stalking: intense research of an individual

Okay, so after a whole lot of writing and typing and... dying and... (comment another word that rhymes xD) I have finally come to the conclusion that my biggest supporter so far in this book is... -drum rolls- CAT95642!

She has been liking every single one of my chapters even if she didn't really like reading it! How AWESOME is that? Well, I hope she actually reads this... and likes this, but nevertheless, this chapter is dedicated to her :)

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Scarlett checked the rear-view mirror for the second time, tossing her red corkscrew curls over her shoulder as she did so.

The same black car was still driving behind her on their way back to the mansion. It had been following her and William ever since they left the club's parking lot, taking all the turns she's been taking.

Scarlett sighed in exasperation before glancing at William in the passenger seat.

"We have a small problem," she growled lowly, checking the rear-view mirror once again. "I want you to message Cayden and tell him that we have some extra, unwanted company. I am afraid that we will be taking a detour and reach the manshion later than originally planned."

William gave Scarlett an uncertain glance. "Why, what's wrong?" He went to turn around, but Scarlett grabbed his arm.

"Do not do that!" She hissed, still keeping her eyes on the road. "Someone is following us, fast. If they know we are onto them, they will know we are suspicious and likely start shooting or disengage to pick up later, something we do not want right now. It must be someone from the gang Chad was associated with. Nonetheless, we can not lead them to the gang's house- if that is what they want from us."

Scarlett pulled into the right lane and started driving slower. She used a few more evasion tactics like this without being obvious, not to lose them, but just to verify that they are indeed, being followed. Just like she expected, the car passed by, but reappeared behind them only minutes later.

She tried one more technique. It was a little more advanced, but the culprits were not fooled. When she looked in the rear-view mirror once again, she found the same vehicle still trailing behind them like a bunch of desperate pups.

Scarlett didn't want to admit to herself that she should've been more cautious and she defenitely didn't want to admit that she noticed two gentlemen lingering in the club. They obviously followed her outside the club just like they had followed her around the room before, hovering in any place that gave them an optimum view.

Great, just the thing I needed after tonight's events- amateur stalkers looking for trouble.

They were defenitely not paparazzi looking for an autograph.

"Shouldn't we be doing something to get them off our tail?" William asked once the situation finally registered on him.

"Our options are limited," Scarlett's hands gripped the steering wheel tighter. "We can not start speeding up or taking quick turns. If we do that, we will just drive into the next car's territory faster. These people seem to know exactly what they are doing, even if it is still a very stupid thing to do."

"Well, we have to do something!"

"I am doing something, William, but I need you to calm down. The last thing we wabt is for you to start panicking and making this situation more severe than it already is."

Scarlett turned on one of the blinking lamps before taking the next exit, still keeping her normal speed. This wasn't some "James Bond" movie where she could just shoot and drive at the same time, so instead she resorted to William.