Chapter 21 Someone's Watching Us
- The first time it happened, I thought I was imagining it. I sat at the breakfast table, stirring a spoon through my coffee, still groggy from barely two hours of sleep. Alessio had left early, and I was left alone in the massive house, the events of the past twenty-four hours still weighing on me.
- Then I heard it. A heartbeat.
- I stilled, frowning. No, not just one—several.