The woman stood at the bus stop. A man in a suit and trilby looked at her from across the road. He gave her the creeps. He was reading a newspaper, or at least pretending to, but he was mostly watching her.
She decided to walk instead. As she set off so did the man across the road. He appeared to be talking into the sleeve of his jacket.
Her pace quickened. His pace quickened too.
She turned into a side street. As did he.
"Agent," he called from a few feet behind her.
She'd been so careful. How did he know?
I liked the suspense in this one, and the way it turned out.
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