After I’d been hiding in the hallway three floors down from Cristian’s apartment for hours, Alessa finally walked out of an apartment and typed a code into her door to lock it. Dressed in a little skirt, probably out to slut it up with Cristian’s sister, she tossed her hair over her shoulder and walked to the elevator.
I was here for information.
I waited for her to descend on the elevator, eyed her apartment door, and burned the room number four into my memory forever. I hurried down the hundreds of stairs to the lobby and was about to sneak out the front doors when I saw two guards standing directly in front of them and blocking my way.
Grumbling to myself, I walked up to one and pleaded with him to take me to the flower shop just across the street to buy some flowers to spruce up Cri
