I glanced back occasionally, but couldn't see anything suspicious.

Arnold noticed me looking around and softly asked, "What's wrong?"

I averted my gaze and said, "Nothing."

I stopped worrying about it after a few glances with no hint of trouble. After all, a 'professional' soldier was trailing behind us. He couldn't possibly miss any shady characters.

When we reached the clothing market, Arnold frowned and said, "We shouldn’t buy any clothes here.”

When Anya heard Arnold's comment, she sud