Being Followed?
An unsettling feeling crept up on her as she pulled onto the road, a dismal hunch that she was being followed. Her spine tingled slightly, but she dismissed it as paranoia. Olivia said, “This can’t be true, this can’t be true…”
Checking
Olivia’s curiosity and prudence prompted her to take unfamiliar roads, determined to find out if the automobile behind her was truly pursuing her. Its existence had bothered her for some time, implying that she was being followed. This needed to be double-checked.