Chapter 4

Twenty minutes later, a black SUV screeched to a halt next to my car.

The door swung open, and David's tall figure stepped out.

He strode over to my window and knocked on the glass.

I rolled down the window, and the night air rushed in, cool and sharp.

"Where is she?" David asked, his voice rough and straight to the point.

I didn't answer. I just lifted my chin and pointed at the 17th floor of the building across from us.

That window, glowing with orange light, felt like it was laughing right in our faces.

David followed my…