“How did you know where I was?” I feel his stare, but I keep my attention out the window, watching the blurring lights. His car revs, and we speed toward the interstate. “I always know where you are.” “Evan and I are the only ones who know about it.” Stone shifts and picks up the speed. “You think I didn’t watch your every move when we were in high school?” Whatever. “I always knew where you were in a crowded room, Sticks. Just like I do now. I know you a lot better than you think.”
