A few minutes after the conversation, Edward frowned. Several black cars were seen following him from behind.
'Ah, maybe it's just my feeling,' Edward thought trying to think positively.
However, as time went on, it became clearer. Especially when he turns at a crossroads, that cars do the same.
"What is it?" asked Byanca when she saw the frown on Edward's forehead.
The man didn't answer, his eyes were fixed on his car's rearview mirror, he didn't seem to have heard Byanca's words.
"Hey, what's wrong? Why are you ignoring me?" Byanca asked again, raising her voice a little.
Edward reflexively turned to her, "Ah yes, what's wrong dear? Did you say something?" Edward replied.
"Oh nothing, forget it," said Byanca irritably, turning her gaze the other way.
Edward took a deep breath, "Some people are following us," he said.
