A shadow peeled itself from the wall and followed me. Derek, moving silently along the hall, like some lethal shadow on soft wolf paws. “This whole stealthy walking-behind-me thing you’re doing is making me feel stalked. Why don’t you catch up?” He trotted over. “Just trying to keep you safe.” Et tu, Brute? “First, Barabas tells me he’s got my back and now you’re shadowing me. Do the two of you know something I don’t?”
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