Maya's POV
That night, Agent Martinez insisted on staying in Mom's room while Jake and I went home to sleep. Alex drove us, checking his mirrors constantly for anyone following.
"I feel like I'm going crazy," I admitted as we pulled into our apartment parking garage. "Seeing threats everywhere. Jumping at shadows."
"You're not crazy. Victoria's smart. She knows how to get in your head." Alex helped me out of the car, his hand protective on my back. "But we're not going to let her win."
In the apartment, Zoe had left dinner in the fridge with a note: Eat something. Both of you. That baby needs nutrition even if you're too stressed to be hungry.
I tried to eat. Managed three bites before my stomach revolted.
"The baby's moving a lot tonight," I said, one hand on my belly.
"Is that no
