The moment I saw the man coming toward us, something deep inside me reacted before my mind could catch up.
I shoved Lewis away without thinking.
"Riley " he started, startled.
I clapped my hand over his mouth and shook my head, forcing him to follow my gaze.
The street was almost empty. Too quiet. A few streetlights flickered, leaving long shadows stretched across the pavement. Every small sound felt sharp in the stillness. Then I saw him.
A tall figure moved slowly toward us. He wore a heavy coat, his head lowered beneath a dark cap. I couldn't see his face clearly, but my chest tightened anyway.
Something about him was wrong.
The way he walked. His height. The rhythm of his steps.
It was too similar.
My body locked up. My hands started shaking before I understood why.
The memory hit me all at once.
