The mall I’m at is just four stops away from the studio.

If I hadn’t overheard Cecily talking about dinner plans on the phone before lunch, I’d have suspected she and Lucius had planted a tracker on me.

But since I bumped into them, I had no choice but to greet them.

Cecily glanced at the camera bag in my hand and asked, “Sylvie likes photography too?”

I replied softly, “Just looking around.”

“Well, what a coincidence,” Cecily shot ...