Chapter 7

Sophie stared at the photo on her screen, then looked up at Noah.

"You knew someone was watching this place, didn't you?"

"No." Noah's voice was flat. "I didn't."

"Then how does someone get a photo of me outside your door two minutes after I walk in?"

"I don't know, Sophie."

"You brought this into her life." Sophie's hand tightened around the phone. "Whatever this is. Whatever Clara got dragged into. You had something to do with it."

"I had something to do with it?" Noah's voice rose, sharp. "You're the one who dated the guy for three years. You're…