‘They were being followed. Jeremy held up a hand and brought the two of them up short. No sounds arose behind him, not from Mars or from the other person he’d perceived. Yet he still knew someone was back there, somewhere. He tilted his head to the right. The person following them had stopped behind a building wall at the corner. There was no point in turning around to try to see.
“What’s the matter now?” Mars complained.
He smiled to himself as he started walking again. Whoever it was didn’t plan to attack, apparently. Of course Mars represented a solid picture of the need to think twice before launching into a fight, as well as he looked, Jeremy thought, in his new coat.’