ARYA

I had sensed this before. Still, I had shrugged it off because I wasn't sure. But now, I was certain. This man had a mission. And that mission was me. I wouldn't be surprised if he had been stalking me. He didn't exactly look like Mr Goody Two Shoes. Even so, whatever it was he wanted from me, I was more than willing to frustrate and make him wish he'd never placed a target on my back.

I turned towards the mirror, schooling my expression. "This is the women's restroom."

He ...