Unfortunately for her, and luckily for him, once she was above ground, the vast network of the city became Quincy’s personal map, tracking her as she walked. It was obvious from her movements that she was trying to lose him. So instead of running off after her, he stopped, watching and waiting.
She glanced over her shoulder every now and again to check for him, and when she saw he wasn't there, she slowed her pace. She relaxed the rest of the way to the restaurant she worked in, then disappeared inside.






















