I looked at the crumpled slip of paper in Luther’s hand, my fear mixing with an intense, burning curiosity. "Joanne gave me this. What does it say?" I asked, my voice barely above a breath.
Luther didn't answer right away. He looked at me for a long beat and then walked to the heavy suite door, clicking the lock into place. He took my hand and led me over to the couch, sitting me down with a level of seriousness that made the hair on my arms stand up.
"This section of the mansion is highly protected, Alicia. It is not just a room, but a fortified wing. I have made this entire area impenetrable from the outside and the inside," he explained, his eyes scanning the walls as if checking for cracks in his own armor. "My old bedroom is heavily bugged, and I can't trust that some harmful item w
