Stalking

I did not pester Dordo anymore. I stayed aloof but maintained the usual treatment I accorded him. After my discovery of the killed assassin's identity, I became more wary of Dordo’s hints and clues of his intentions. The warmth of my relationship with him had turned lukewarm, but the sign that he was aware of it was never exhibited by him. My trust on him had evaporated overnight, and anything he say and do was put under my meticulous scrutiny.