Chapter 143: Always Watching (2/2)

She blinked. ”It must have been a face I see regularly,” she muttered under her breath. ”Was it the delivery guy?” she wondered.

I tried to think of a way to jog her memory. ”Anything about him that stood out to you?”

Sebastian was back. He was wearing rubber gloves. ”Give it to me,” he commanded. I looked at him and handed it over without a question.

He pulled the envelope close to his nose and wrinkled it in distaste. ”Sanitizer,” he confirmed.

I jolted and then pushed my hand away from my body.

The guy knew where I lived.

”Is there something wrong? Why do people wear gloves while handing out things?” the older woman wondered.

”The man was wearing gloves?” I jumped on the opportunity immediately. The woman nodded. ”Did he look about Sebastian's age? Or older?”

”He was… young. Didn't see him properly… not a face worth remembering. But I have seen him deliver stuff before.”

I nodded. ”Thank you. Would you mind if I asked you a few more questions?” I tried to control my emotion. Sebastian took out a paper-knife and sliced through the top.

He peered in and I saw his eyes harden. He didn't say anything and I didn't ask.

”Who sent you that?” the woman asked, now mildly scared.

”Don't be afraid. He will not hurt you. He's someone related to our work,” I told her.

”You work for the police, don't you?” she asked. ”Is this some crazed killer stalking you?” She frowned. We didn't know how to answer. ”Oh! He delivered your food, too…”

Sebastian's shoulder sank. ”He delivered food?” he asked softly.

”Yes. He wears that red uniform from the restaurant!”

I blinked. We only ate from one restaurant. And he had delivered this letter himself. Like he was revealing himself to them personally.

”Thank you. If you remember anything else, would you mind giving me a call? We don't stay at home much,” I confessed.

She looked worried but nodded still. ”I'll think about it.” She stayed around until I gave her my number and then we politely retreated back into the apartment.

After depositing my luggage in the bedroom, I came back into the living room to find Sebastian sitting on the floor. He had placed plastic on the ground and the envelope and its contents were laid out in front of him.

I could see a picture and walked forward curiously.

”What does it say?” I asked.

He didn't respond and looked down at it. I was towering over him and the letter when I realized what the picture was. The twinkling lights and the forest were familiar. The two figures cuddling and smiling at one another was familiar. If it had been taken by anyone else, I would have smiled at it.

This demon had been hiding in the forest watching us the whole evening. He'd seen everything.

I sank to my knees and stared in horror.

”How did he…”

Sebastian inspected my expression carefully. ”Don't panic.” He turned the letter towards me.

[I thought you would only date me. I feel betrayed. Maybe I should bring forward our meeting.]

That was what was written in the letter.

I sucked in a breath.

”Stop blanking out. Analyze,” he demanded. He had already figured it out.

I shook my head to clear it and started to struggle to think properly. ”It's the man in the white shirt. The envelope is made from generic paper and the glue looks to be the same. The script is definitely the same and the style of wording the same, as well.”

I stopped and looked at him.

”Good. What else? What do you know that is new?” he demanded.

I closed my eyes shut and let out a small sob. ”He's been following us… no… me. I was wrong. Completely wrong. He was not after you. He was keeping an eye out on me.”

Sebastian shuddered. ”What he said to Carol was about you. The files he provided leading to the Magician cases was his work too.”