He was here.
And if He was here, then she desperately needed not to be.
The nondescript white man with his strange dark eyes, always dressed in a nondescript military uniform topped off by a black beret.
Cat and mouse.
Cat and mouse.
He had dogged their steps since they landed on Fenwick Island. She had ceded to the wisdom of Lenape and Nanticoke family who’d said she needed to keep moving, but she was fairly certain now that posting up on Fenwick Island was not it. Her dreams and nightmares had led her to this godforsaken place but every cell in her body urged her to leave. Being a Philly girl put her at a distinct disadvantage out here in East Giblip Delaware during this supernatural apocalypse and she didn t like it.