Chapter 21: Safe Place
"Your house?" Amelia squeaked, her brain going short-circuit. "Why can't the police help? We could just drive to the nearest station―"
"Would you like to stay at the police station for the night, then?" Matteo asked without turning his gaze away from the road. "My guess is that the black car will not relent if it's so determined to follow us through traffic. It can easily camp a short distance away until we leave the station before following us again."
Amelia's lips were pursed as she thought about Matteo's words. He was right. And they had no proof that the car really was following them; if questioned, the driver could always play it off as a coincidence.
Although, Amelia had a feeling she knew the driver personally, and it was someone she didn't wish to meet.
"If it's Caleb, he knows where my father lives," Amelia softly said.
Matteo's eyes turned away from the road ahead for a split second to glance at Amelia before turning back. He sighed heavily, exhaling from his nose before he touched the panel in the car. A name lit up the screen, followed by a short, rude voice.
"Look who decided to call," the man on the other side said with a harrumph. "What do you want?"
"Send someone over to Amelia's apartment," Matteo instructed without reacting to the man's tone. "We're being followed."
"Followed?" the man asked. There was some shuffling heard in the background before the speaker turned serious. "Where are you?"