*Followed*

The drive back home had started like any other. My thoughts drifted, still caught up in the relief of seeing my mother’s improving condition. The day, for once, had been good.

I was leaning against the window, deep into my thoughts, when the driver, the assigned ond, tensed. I didn’t notice it at first until when he slightly tightened of his body and the way his hands gripped the steering wheel a little harder than usual. Then he glanced at the rearview mirror again. And ...