There was something about the woman, she didn't act like the other people who had always lived in this strange black and white world of the past. She was far more confident being out alone than most of the women around here looked to be, and the way that she looked in the window at the bookstore made him feel like she was looking at something that she had always known, rather than anything she was excited to read for the first time.
If that was so, he couldn't have her. Not in the way that he wanted. She might know people - other people - who were in the situation with them. Abducted by aliens. People who would miss her if she went missing all of a sudden.
It would be pointless to follow her more if that was so. It would be a complete waste of time. So Cavan sidled up to her and looked through the window at what she was looking at.