The black sedan was still there.Damian noticed it in his rearview mirror. Parked across the street. Same spot. Same tinted windows. Same engine idling.Three days. Three days of the same car. Three days of the same shadow.He killed the engine. Sat still and watched.He checked the time on his watch, three minutes had passed and the sedan still hadn’t moved.Damian smiled.Victor's men. Has to be.He thought back to the first day he'd noticed it. He'd been dropping Serena off at her apartment. They had spent the afternoon walking through the park. Talking. Laughing. Her hand in his. The sun warm on their faces.He'd kissed her goodbye. Watched her disappear inside. Then he'd driven off.The sedan had followed.At first, he'd thought it was nothing. A coincidence. But he'd driven in circles. Taken random turns. Gone nowhere. And the sedan was still there. Always there.Not nothing. Definitely not nothing.____Damian stepped out of the car.The air was cold. Sharp. He pulled his jacke