Chapter 4

The elevator doors slid shut, cutting off the sound of Ryan shouting my name down the corridor. I leaned against the cool metal handrail and watched the illuminated floor numbers count down to the lobby.

Beside me, Liam adjusted the shoulder strap of my duffel bag without saying a word.

When the doors parted on the ground floor, we walked out of the building into the cold rain where his dark sedan sat idling against the wet curb. We climbed inside, and Liam immediately pulled away into the night.

The digital clock on the dashboard read 11:20 p.m. We had…