The Face of the Stalker

Evo's POV

"Hold on, a second!"

As we prepared to depart from the crime scene, having engaged in a conversation with the authorities and summoning the esteemed Sir Eduard, an unexpected turn of events unfolded. The individual in question, identified as the missing friend, abruptly pursued our party. The trio stopped, their collective attention shifting toward the figure steadily approaching them. His intentions were palpable from a distance as if his thoughts were bare before me. Yet, I maintained a resolute silence, withholding any indication of my prescient understanding. I patiently bided my time, anticipating his approach as he drew nearer to our presence. I preferred to hear his desires articulated directly, in the flesh.

"We told the police what happened, so you have nothing to worry about," Kaycee uttered softly, her voice carrying a hint of contemplation and intrigue.