followed her.
The girls stayed close to the storefronts, traveling single file. Sarah prayed the notorious man wouldnât turn around. Iâm going to call hi m the Stalker , she said to herself. Yeah, heâs a Stalker .
She moved forward slowly, making sure to keep enough distance between them so she didnât draw the manâs attention. He seemed to slow down and then squint into a shop window. Sarah moved quickly and ducked into the entryway of a clothing store. Jackie and Lacey scurried in behind her.
âWhatâs going on?â Jackie whispered.
Sarah glanced around the corner and then faced Jackie. âIâm not sure. He stopped.â She looked around the corner again. âLooks like Scott and Alex are crossing the street. Letâs see if our guy follows them.â
The boys sauntered across the street. They appeared to be in a deep conversation. After a few minutes, the Stalker trailed them.
Sarah ducked back into the shadow of the door way. âHeâs definitely following them.â
âI wonder why.â Jackie whispered.
âI donât know.â Sarah frowned. âLetâs find out.â She glanced back at Lacey. âLace, call Scott and tell him to lose the guy now.â
âI think itâll be better if I send a text message.â Lacey pulled out her cell phone and quickly sent the text. âMessage sent.â
Sarah glanced across the street. Scott and Alex strolled down the sidewalk as if they didnât have a care in the world. The Stalker kept pace with his prey while still maintaining his distance. Scott grabbed Alexâs arm and whispered in his ear, then continued his journey.
With a quick movement, the two boys dashed through the door of a chocolate shop. The Stalker grew alarmed and raced after them. He dashed into the shop minutes behind them.
âOkay, letâs go,â Sarah said, motioning for the other girls to follow her.
The girls dashed across the street. Sarahâs chest tightened and her heart raced. Why is this ma n following us? What does he want?
Once she reached the chocolate shop Sarah slowed her pace. She gulped and swallowed the huge lump of fear rising in her throat. She could hear the thrum of her pulse as the blood rushed through her veins. Taking a deep breath, she squinted through the window. The store appeared empty.
âCome on, letâs go,â Sarah said in an urgent whisper.
She opened the door, hoping there wasnât a chime above it. Breathing a sigh of relief when she didnât hear one, she opened it wider and tiptoed through.
Jackie traveled behind her. âWhereâd they go?â
âI donât know,â Sarah answered with a shake of her head. She frowned and glanced around the shop taking in the scent of chocolate and candy. âThere must be a rear exit. Letâs head toward the back.â
âIâd like to come back through here when weâre done.â Jackie eyed the variety of chocolate on display. âI mean look at all of this.â She waved her hand in front of a display of chocolate covered peanuts and raisins as if she were a presenter on a game show. âThereâs so much to choose from.â
âFocus.â Sarah spit the word through her clenched lips as she moved toward the rear of the store.
Jackie pouted. âYouâre no fun.â
â Whatever .â Sarah rolled her eyes.
âI bet we wouldâve stopped if there had been a Tootsie Roll display.â
Sarah giggled in spite of her tension. âSo? Whatâs your point?â
Jackie snorted and gave her a nudge from behind.
âCome on. We donât want to lose this guy. I think I see the back door.â Sarah pointed.
Without further conversation the girls rushed toward the entryway. They dashed through and found themselves in an alley that wound its way behind all the establishments on Main Street.
Sarah peered down the narrow passage