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Chapter Sixteen
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The words on the screen felt colder than anything Bobby had ever read.

"I’ve been watching you."

His heart skipped—shock written on his face. His mouth was agape and his eyes widened a little bit. His fingers went slack, and the phone slipped onto the cracked asphalt beside him.

BF-85 stood silently a few feet away. The dull hum of its servos was the only sound in the alley.

Watching me? Bobby thought, chest tightening. How? Since when?

Images flashed through his mind like a ray of light:

The hidden cameras he’d spotted on streetlights, the faint static in his phone speaker late at night, the strange flickers in his reflection whenever he passed a shop window—were all signs that he was been watched.

Future Bob had seen it all. It all made sense—Bobby hadn't paid attention to the possibility.

As if a bolt of lightning struck his thoughts, he remembered one of the Echo Loopers saying something linked to the revelation:

“A place Bob can’t see us...”

So, they knew all along—he pondered t
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