Unwelcome Familiarity

KELLAN'S POV

The car behind me honked. I blinked and drove forward. “Mum,” I said, my voice steadier now, “what do we do?” There was no hesitation on her end.

“You watch,” she replied calmly.

“Watch who?”

“Everyone,” she said. “The people closest to you. The ones closest to Piper. Patterns don’t just exist in technology, Kellan. They exist in behavior.”

I frowned slightly. “You think someone near