South of You
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Last published Fri, Aug 9, 2019
Book 1 in the SOUTH series
I knew of her before I saw her. Hell, before I new she was even a she. Her name is Victoria, but goes by Vic. I assumed she was a guy. And I probably would've remained ignorant of the fact if I hadn't been sent to watch her. I watched her hang out with friends and watched her head home to her mom. I watched her when she thought she was alone. I watched her when she thought no one was looking.
I'm not trying to be a creep, I'm just doing my job.
A job I was coming to view as both a blessing and a curse.
A blessing because this girl isn't just an ordinary girl. And a curse because I'm no ordinary guy. I'm not allowed to make mistakes or bad calls. I can't afford to grow attachments with people. Not in the line of work I'm in.
Because it's a dangerous one, and I don't even know if there is still even a way out.
And having this one job has become too much. Watching her has become too much. I'm already starting to want to do more than watch and that is the equivalent to putting a bounty on my head.
What scares me most is just the thought of losing myself in her is sounding more and more appealing...
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