At least, not to her. She couldn’t ignore the fact that Jeremy and Tony watched her more closely than the other office managers had, nor was it something she could chalk up to an overactive imagination. They did. Every time she turned around it seemed as if one or the other of them studied her with speculation in their eyes. Nor had the other watching eyes gone away. It was constant. So much so that now she was fairly certain she could identify two of them. Their faces were always there. A man across the street from the hotel and another who sat alone in the bar nursing a beer. Unfamiliar faces that had become familiar as she kept seeing them. She also sensed another set of eyes watching and suspected she knew who that was, too. It was unsettling to realize she found it reassuring. Somehow, though, it made her feel a little less alone. Those other eyes weren’t reassuring. It was an odd and uncomfortable feeling to sense someone watching her all the time but she tried to ignore it. She only had to hang on for a few more days.
