Chapter 78

A man in a familiar hoodie, both hands stuffed into his pocket was standing on the far end of the hall. What caught my attention were the piercing green eyes that looked straight at me. Speaking of the devil. I felt my face lose its color but the cameraman’s flailing hand made me avert my glance to smile at the camera and when I looked back, the hooded man was gone. What just happened? I walked slowly down the stairs that was on the other side of the stage, still trying to think...