Evelyn POV
Waking up, I feel fingers run down my spine, making me shiver, and my eyes fly open. Sitting up, I find I am in a room, and the person touching me is Thaddeus. He watches me as I look around at the unfamiliar surroundings.
The room I am in is huge and has arched windows looking out into the darkness. Shaking my head, I try to remember the last thing that happened. All I remember is Meranda getting shot and the sensation of moving fast. I feel a draft brush across my skin from the open window, making me look down to see I only have my jeans and a bra on.
“Where is my shirt?” I ask, my voice trembling as confusion sets in.
“You threw up at the apartment,” Thaddeus tells me, and I vaguely remember. I tug the surrounding blanket, covering myself from his watchful eyes.
“How di
