Matt made his way back along the side streets and alleyways to Agnes Street. He had the eery distinct feeling that he was being followed. Peering at his watch, he inconspicuously glanced back. Nothing obvious appeared to be out of the ordinary. He couldn’t explain his feeling. And he certainly wasn’t going to put it down to some pseudoscientific explanation like extrasensory perception. Yet experience told him life was full of contradictions. It wasn’t the first time his so-called &ldqu...