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particular item either. Apparently he wasn’t finding whatever it was that he was searching for.
When he finished his circle of the house, the light disappeared. Both Legann and Sazx glanced at her for an explanation, but the man lifted his flashlight one last time for a brief moment. He took a final look inside before peering at his own reflection.
Olinia gasped.
What? Legann and Sazx asked simultaneously.
The light was shut off, and the man turned away from the house, retreating into the woods surrounding them. He’d left his car on the street off of Olinia and Legann’s property and outside of the one-hundred-yard radius that Olinia could hear within. He’d walked to the house to avoid any detection, so now he waded through the mud and rain back to his vehicle.
Inhaling deeply, Olinia shook her head, unable to believe what she had seen. The face in the reflection was all too familiar. She had to see it every Monday through Thursday. But why would he be prowling around her house in the middle of the night?
“Nia,” Legann hissed. “Is he gone? Did you find out who he was?”
“Yeah.” She grunted. “His name is Porter Mires.”
5
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Three days had passed since the encounter with Porter and his flashlight. It had been even longer though since Olinia had last seen him in person. Olinia had skipped class Monday, and Porter had not been there the rest of the week. Figured. The one time Olinia actually wanted to run into a fellow classmate, he was nowhere to be found. Then today – the last day of her class with Porter for the week – Sanders canceled her chance of seeing her intruder. Olinia was sure it had something to do with the court case between him and his soon-to-be ex-wife.
Usually, she was relieved to find any of her classes canceled for the day, but none of her previous classmates had sought out her home and peered through the windows in the middle of the night. His trailing of her on campus had just stepped up a notch. How had Porter even discovered where she lived?
Olinia sighed. She was walking through her campus, music blaring once more, on her way to her car. It was so unseasonably warm out that she was actually beginning to break a sweat. But then, that might have been her fault for practically storming away from where her Anthropology class should have been taking place. One glance at the note on the room’s door had turned her around in her tracks, leaving her frustrated and annoyed. Of all the weeks Sanders could have chosen to cancel class, he picked this one.
After Porter had left her home that night, the three Other Worlders had decided not confront him about the event. Instead, they decided that Olinia should observe Porter so as to learn why he went to the house. Since he had not been aware of the three’s presence, he shouldn’t suspect her of spying on him for information.
Oh, that night! Olinia tipped her head upward, gazing at the thick layer of clouds that had been there for most of the week, trapping in the warmth and humidity below. She groaned and pulled up the hair on the back of her neck with one hand. Porter had not been the only event of the evening. No, if it hadn’t been for Sazx then Olinia might have been able to detect Porter sooner. Sazx had been rather distracting. Yet their relationship hadn’t really changed since he’d kissed her.
The reason though could just be the fact that Olinia had not spent any time alone with Sazx since then. Olinia was at school for most of the day and when she returned, Legann was always there with them. It was as if Legann took on the role of self-proclaimed chaperone. Olinia had the feeling that Legann didn’t like the idea of her with Sazx, even though he had not thought it around her.
Hey, Olinia.
She glanced up from watching her feet hit the pavement. The parking lot where her car was located was only seventy feet or so away. There didn’t appear to be anyone around her. She frowned. The voice
When he finished his circle of the house, the light disappeared. Both Legann and Sazx glanced at her for an explanation, but the man lifted his flashlight one last time for a brief moment. He took a final look inside before peering at his own reflection.
Olinia gasped.
What? Legann and Sazx asked simultaneously.
The light was shut off, and the man turned away from the house, retreating into the woods surrounding them. He’d left his car on the street off of Olinia and Legann’s property and outside of the one-hundred-yard radius that Olinia could hear within. He’d walked to the house to avoid any detection, so now he waded through the mud and rain back to his vehicle.
Inhaling deeply, Olinia shook her head, unable to believe what she had seen. The face in the reflection was all too familiar. She had to see it every Monday through Thursday. But why would he be prowling around her house in the middle of the night?
“Nia,” Legann hissed. “Is he gone? Did you find out who he was?”
“Yeah.” She grunted. “His name is Porter Mires.”
5
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Three days had passed since the encounter with Porter and his flashlight. It had been even longer though since Olinia had last seen him in person. Olinia had skipped class Monday, and Porter had not been there the rest of the week. Figured. The one time Olinia actually wanted to run into a fellow classmate, he was nowhere to be found. Then today – the last day of her class with Porter for the week – Sanders canceled her chance of seeing her intruder. Olinia was sure it had something to do with the court case between him and his soon-to-be ex-wife.
Usually, she was relieved to find any of her classes canceled for the day, but none of her previous classmates had sought out her home and peered through the windows in the middle of the night. His trailing of her on campus had just stepped up a notch. How had Porter even discovered where she lived?
Olinia sighed. She was walking through her campus, music blaring once more, on her way to her car. It was so unseasonably warm out that she was actually beginning to break a sweat. But then, that might have been her fault for practically storming away from where her Anthropology class should have been taking place. One glance at the note on the room’s door had turned her around in her tracks, leaving her frustrated and annoyed. Of all the weeks Sanders could have chosen to cancel class, he picked this one.
After Porter had left her home that night, the three Other Worlders had decided not confront him about the event. Instead, they decided that Olinia should observe Porter so as to learn why he went to the house. Since he had not been aware of the three’s presence, he shouldn’t suspect her of spying on him for information.
Oh, that night! Olinia tipped her head upward, gazing at the thick layer of clouds that had been there for most of the week, trapping in the warmth and humidity below. She groaned and pulled up the hair on the back of her neck with one hand. Porter had not been the only event of the evening. No, if it hadn’t been for Sazx then Olinia might have been able to detect Porter sooner. Sazx had been rather distracting. Yet their relationship hadn’t really changed since he’d kissed her.
The reason though could just be the fact that Olinia had not spent any time alone with Sazx since then. Olinia was at school for most of the day and when she returned, Legann was always there with them. It was as if Legann took on the role of self-proclaimed chaperone. Olinia had the feeling that Legann didn’t like the idea of her with Sazx, even though he had not thought it around her.
Hey, Olinia.
She glanced up from watching her feet hit the pavement. The parking lot where her car was located was only seventy feet or so away. There didn’t appear to be anyone around her. She frowned. The voice
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