Page 17 of Nica (Texas Boudreau Brotherhood #17)

N ica couldn’t shake the feeling something was wrong.

Her shoulders tensed as she scanned the school library for the third time in fifteen minutes.

The sensation of being watched had followed her all day, a constant, unwelcome companion.

First at Gracie’s Grounds when she’d stopped for coffee.

Then again when she’d stopped to get gas and had run into the convenience store to grab a premade sandwich and a bag of chips, since she hadn’t had time to make lunch before rushing out the door that morning.

Get it together , she chided herself. Everything is fine.

But it wasn’t fine. Not really. Not when someone was leaving breadcrumbs of her private life scattered in places only she should see. An antsy feeling, like an itch she couldn’t scratch, was making her irritable and a little bit scared.

When the opportunity presented itself, she’d jumped at the chance to do substitute teaching for a semester.

It not only gave her an excuse to put off searching for a permanent job but also would free her up to go with Gabe if he decided to take the offer from the World Health Organization.

Living in Geneva might seem like a dream come true, but with everything else going on in her chaotic life, the timing seemed a little skewed.

The thought of moving overseas, halfway around the world and away from her family?

It had never once crossed her mind the entire time she’d attended A Gabe would know his home, his sanctuary, had been invaded, and there was nowhere safe he could hide.

Opening a file on his computer, he began typing.