“He’s not the only one.” Another one of them laughed. I took a step back, and the man I’d bumped into shadowed the movement. “Hey, where are you going? You just got here,” he said, flashing me a creepy grin. His hand landed on my arm. “Stay awhile.” “I have to go, I’m sorry,” I said mindlessly. Why the hell was I apologizing? “You have nothing to be sorry for, because you’re not going anywhere, isn’t that right?”
