He’d taken longer than usual to position himself and move equipment in and out so no one would notice. The arrangements complete, she would now always be safe. From his vantage point, he observed her comings and goings and could intervene whenever necessary. While he waited, he would finalize his plan. One more obstacle stood between them. He was not yet worthy. She had proved to be the perfect choice, but she would have to pass a final challenge as well. Recently she had taken too many chances, branched out too far from the safety of her apartment. Last evening she’d visited that police officer’s home unescorted after dark. Arya was unable to establish observation into the residence, and the short time she’d remained inside had been agony for him. What was the purpose of her visit? What had she told the police? Had she turned against him? He was anxious and edgy, on the verge of forcing entry and extracting her when she emerged. Demons awakened in him. The cop had become a nuisance.
