Snippet: Should've Listened
She'd said no. Not once, not twice, but about a dozen times. No. And still the man was hounding her, following her through the darkened streets. He still held his briefcase, and for some reason that struck her as ridiculous. She glanced up at the starry night sky with a sigh. Such a wonderful moment. Such a lovely view. But what would have been a peaceful walk home was now ruined. All because of this pest tailing her. Her heels clacked briskly on the sidewalk, bringing her closer to her destination. Keenly aware of the blood coursing through her veins, its thrum loud in her ears, she turned a corner. Not much longer now. Her phone vibrated. The message read: I'm waiting outside. Satisfied, she put the phone away and threw a quick look over her shoulder. The man was still there. He'd never been intoxicated, but there was a kind of sobriety that fell over him now, and she wondered if he was preparing to run, to attack. There was nobody around. Ther