Lexi
Safe house number three turned out to be a penthouse apartment that probably cost more than most people's entire fortune.
The floor-to-ceiling windows offered a stunning view of the city, and the furniture looked like it belonged in a design magazine.
“Seriously?” I gestured around the ridiculous luxury. “This is what you call hiding?”
Lucian loosened his tie, looking exhausted. “It's secure. Bulletproof glass, reinforced steel doors, and enough surveillance equipment to make the FBI jealous.”
Mia wandered around, touching everything like she was in a museum. “Holy crap, Lex. Is this really your life now?”
“Apparently.” I flopped onto a couch that probably cost more than my car. "One minute I'm writing about city council meetings, the next I'm being carried around by giants whi
