Chapter 16
NAOMI POV
Renata killed the living room lamp before I'd even fully stood up, plunging the room into a gray half-dark lit only by the streetlight leaking through the gap in the curtain.
“How would he know?” Julian asked quietly.
He was already moving toward the window on the other side of the room, mirroring Renata's angle without being told to.
“Naomi, how would he know we're here?”
“I don't know.”
My phone was still in my hand, Marcus's message glowing on the screen like a warning I hadn't finished reading.
“Nobody followed us. I checked the whole drive.”
“You checked what you could see.”
Renata's voice had gone flat and fast, the grief she'd been carrying earlier burned away by something more useful.
“A car isn't the only way to be followed, Mrs. Voss. Phones can be
