Chapter 59
- Olivia’s POV
- The leather upholstered chair at the owner’s table was a siren call I couldn't ignore, and I made my way to it with tunnel vision. The line had been so long last time I looked, and now there was no one. I wouldn’t get an opportunity like this again.
- As soon as I sat down, though, the masked man materialized at my side, silent as a wraith.