Ruby's POV

Over the next few days, I kept my distance but stayed alert.

To avoid alerting him, I followed quietly whenever he left home. Most of the time, his movements were ordinary, work, groceries, and short drives. But one afternoon, I saw something I hadn’t expected.

Down the alley beside Sally’s old house, he stood close to her neighbor, speaking in low tones. Then he brushed her hair from her face, his hand lingering. The woman laughed softly, and he leaned in, their closeness ...