ELENA'S POV
I was out the door thirty seconds after her.
The street was cold and empty and Viviana was already at the corner, moving fast with the particular efficiency of someone who had planned this before she sat down at that table and had been waiting for the right moment the entire time we were building the framework.
I almost called her name.
Then I heard footsteps behind me.
Ryker.
He came through the safe house door still pulling his jacket on, his amber eyes already locked on the corner where Viviana had turned. He hadn't stopped to wake anyone. He hadn't left a note. He had heard the door the same way I had and made the same calculation in the same second.
He looked at me.
"Go back inside," he said.
"No," I said.
"Elena…."
"You can't follow her alone and I can't let ei
