Adrian’s POV
A cold feeling settled heavily in my chest. For several seconds, I stood motionless in the middle of the suite, staring at the message glowing on my screen.
“She’s not the only one being watched”. The words felt deliberate. Calculated. Like whoever sent them knew exactly how much attention it would command.
Chicago glittered beyond the glass walls of the suite, thousands of lights stretching endlessly into the darkness. Earlier, the view had seemed impressive. Now it felt different.
Like someone was staring back. My phone vibrated again. The sharp sound cut through the silence.
Noah. I answered immediately. “What do you have?” There was a brief pause before his voice came through.
“Good news is we identified the man following you.” I straightened. “And the bad news?” A c
