Roxanne kept her steady walk, journeying under the dim half moon which was covered by the clusters of dark clouds. She broadened her senses and could now clearly sense the man who tailed her.

“He’s good…” Roxanne thought to herself.

His footsteps were light, and she could tell the composure behind the movements he made. However, they were no match for her superior senses.

It was a checkmate.

Roxanne moved to a sharp corner, a staple move she had seen in movies many times over. As she drifted further in the corner, she sensed that the man halted.

“Not gonna come, uh?” She smiled.

He was smart enough to make...