As we stood outside the restaurant entrance, waiting for the valet to bring the car around, Luke"s gaze suddenly sharpened, focusing on the mouth of a dark alley across the street. His body tensed almost imperceptibly. I followed his line of sight and thought I saw a tall figure quickly melting into the shadows of the alley. That fleeting glimpse of a silhouette… My heart sank. Luke looked away, glancing down at me. He said nothing, simply pulling me closer against his side. But the momentary tension in his body and the flicker of cold intent in his eyes told me he had likely seen the figure too—the one that looked like Derek. Back at the hotel suite, everyone retired to their own rooms to rest and recover from the journey. I was just preparing my clothes for later when I felt it—an incred
