I stared at the photo until the screen dimmed on its own, my thumb frozen above it, unable to make myself look away and unable to keep looking either.
"What is it?" Kian was already moving toward me, his voice sharp with alarm.
I turned the phone around wordlessly, and I watched the color drain from Dominic's face the instant he saw it.
"That's my building," he said. "That's my front door."
"Timestamped an hour ago," I said, my voice barely holding steady. "She knew where we were staying before we even left the city."
Dominic's jaw tightened, something furious and frightened moving behind his eyes at once. "That means she'd known since the beginning. Since before the rooftop. Maybe even before the alley."
"Or she's had someone watching the building the whole time," Marcus said grimly
