Why would they be after her?
Alfy had just gotten to Granville—there was no reason she’d be the target. That only left one possibility—it had to be her. She glanced at Jaxen, a confused frown on her face.
“How did you confirm he was from Shadow?”
It wasn’t the kind of thing they could just make a random guess by looking at someone. Unless Jaxen had met him before, how could he possibly tell?
Jaxen grinned, his confidence obvious.
“I’ve got a good eye for these things.”
Alfy rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed with his cocky grin. She wasn’t in the mood for his bragging. Jaxen chuckled.
“Seriously, look here.”
Katelyn and Alfy leaned in, following his finger. On the man’s arm, just visible beneath his black tank top, was a large, unmistakable tattoo of a black bird.
It stood out, bold and clear.
To most people, it might have just been an ordinary tattoo. But anyone who knew would recognize it right away—the symbol of Shadow.
Jaxen added, “Their group isn’t very big, so most people out there don’t even know they exist.”
Katelyn was still deep in thought, trying to figure out why they’d be targeting her.
Just as she was about to speak, a convoy of cars pulled up, their engines rumbling as they parked along the road.
The police arrived shortly after.
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Samuel walked over to Katelyn, giving her a respectful nod, but his voice betrayed his worry.
“Miss Bailey, are you okay?” He glanced at the wrecked car, and he froze, clearly shocked by the sight of its crushed rear end.
If it had been even slightly further forward, the people inside would have been done for.
Katelyn shook her head and gave him a small smile.
“I’m fine. Thanks for asking.”
Samuel quickly regained his composure.
“Don’t mention it, Miss Bailey.”
He then pulled out his phone, taking a few pictures of the scene before sending them to Vincent.
Meanwhile, the traffic police carefully examined the wreckage, asking questions and taking notes.
Once they had everything they needed, they called for a tow truck to clear the damaged car from the scene.
Luckily, it was late enough that the accident didn’t cause much of a traffic delay.
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