Once, Malik even noticed Jamal following Shanaya from the bus stop to her house, keeping his distance.
It all looked like the beginning of a hunt.
Dark thoughts swirled in Malik’s head.
What if Jamal had somehow found out that Dexter Washington was alive? What if he was looking for a way to get to him through Shanaya? Every night after work, Malik stopped by Shana’s house to make sure everything was okay.
He started leaving notes for the concierge, anonymous warnings about a suspicious man hanging around the building.
The concierge, an elderly West Indian man named Morris, took his job seriously and stepped up his vigilance.
One morning, as Malik was returning home after his shift, he saw something that made his blood run cold.
Jamal was talking to Shanaya at the entrance to her building.
She looked tense, but not frightened.
Jamal smiled wildly, showing his gold tooth.
