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I checked the street and crossed, running over to him

"Hey, are you following me?"

He frowned and lowered his paper "You talking to me?"

"Yes, you Are you working for my mother?"

I grabbed his shoulder when he started to walk away "Show me some ID"

"Or what?"

"Or I'll call the police and get them to make you show it"

"Hey, buddy, it's a free country, and I'm allowed to stand on this street corner and read a paper, okay? Now, shove off or I'll clock you a good one"

I held uptoo hasty Maybe he was just a guy reading a paper in a dark doorho just happened to hide behind his paper when he sawat him

But I didn't believe it for a moment

Luckily, the li at the curb directly across the street

I checked traffic and crossed, co around the side of the limo The driver, Brian, juet to it

"Sir, you're supposed to wait inside until the vehicle arrives and I have the door open"

I turned and pointed to the man across the street "I want you to have someone follow him, see who he is"

"Did he bother you?"