"You were warned, Luciana. Walk away, or watch everyone you love suffer."
Finlay's grip on my hand tightened as we stared down in a silent threat at my phone. The silence in the room was oppressive, relieved by nothing but the very far hum of the city beyond the window.
"We need to move, now," Finlay said, his tone sharp. "If they know where to find you, they won't wait to make good on that threat."
Madison looked between us, her expression panicked. "But where do we go? The police will be looking for you after what happened with Eric."
I felt a weight sink in my chest. "They'll think we had something to do with it."
"Exactly," Finlay said, already gathering his coat. "We can't fight this from the open. We need to regroup and figure out who sent that poison—and why."
"And how exactly
