Every Step She Takes by Armstrong Kelley

Author:Armstrong, Kelley
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: K.L.A. Fricke Inc
Published: 2020-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Marco snarls at the man that this is private property, and he needs to get the hell out of here before Marco calls 113.

“Do you live around here?” the videographer says.

“No, and neither do you, so take that camera—”

“Do you know Lucy Callahan?”

Marco doesn’t miss a beat. His brow scrunches. “Is that the old lady you just assaulted?”

“No, it’s a woman who lives here. Around your age. Red hair. You might know her as Genevieve Callahan.”

“Did you hear me say I’m not from this neighborhood? I’m looking for a cookie shop. My girlfriend sent me halfway across the city to buy cookies at some place around here. I’d like to get there before they close. I’d suggest you move along, because if you’re still harassing old women when I come back this way, I’m calling the police.”

Marco strides off in the direction of Biscottificio Innocenti, just down the street. The videographer resumes speaking breathlessly to his future audience, filling the video clip with all the details he knows about me as the camera pans the narrow street, winning glares from tourists and locals alike.

When someone opens a door, the videographer asks about me, but the man brushes him off and retreats. The videographer rounds the corner. He takes a few steps in one direction, then does an about-face to head the other way, as if he’s lost in the cobbled streets. As he passes Via della Luce again, he swings the lens back for one more look at my building . . . just as Marco is walking inside, cookie bag in hand.

The videographer yells and races down, but the door shuts before he gets there. After some cursing, the videographer says to his audience. “I’m going to post a photo of that man from this clip. If anyone knows him, please leave his name in the comments. He ripped my shirt when he grabbed me.”

Bullshit. The videographer is just trying to get a lead on Marco. Fortunately, this is just some random guy who fancies himself a crime reporter. His blog traffic barely hits double digits.

That’s when I see the comment section. Other blogs—amateur and otherwise—ask whether they can post the video. The videographer requested links instead, and they obliged. In a few hours, the video has gotten five thousand views.

I’m scrolling through comments when I reach one that says, “I know that guy.”

His name is Marco Alessi. He works for Romulus Tours. I did too, until he ratted me out for flirting with the tourists. Like he doesn’t do the same. I was too much competition for him. That woman you’re asking about is his girlfriend. She goes by Genevieve, like you said. She joined a few times when a group of guides went for drinks. He likes to show her off. I always wondered why—she’s pretty enough but nothing special. Now I know. He was pleased with himself for dating the whore who screwed Colt Gordon. I hope you bring them both down. Anything I can do, just ask.

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