He did not mention the flash of white, not because he was reluctant, but because in his hurry to tell her everything, that particular detail eluded him. He was so far into storytelling mode that they were nearly on campus before he realized that the same gray sedan had been following them at a distance ever since they left the Marriott.
The gray car vanished from sight not long after they parked and Tony began to think that maybe they weren’t being followed after all. The events of the previous night had given him the jitters. Maybe they had made him paranoid as well. He said nothing of the gray sedan to K.J., and if she noticed, she kept it to herself.
It was a 10-minute walk from the visitor’s lot to their destination.