Allison's POV

I waited in my room until the time I had scheduled to call Special Agent James Parlor, and I took the phone from my pocket and hurried off for the tennis court this time. Going to the swimming pool again today might look suspicious.

I dropped outside, strolling down the terrace. The evening sun was a faded golden hue against a graying sky, and the soft evening breeze that swirled around had a subtle feel to it that was not only soothing as it caressed my arms and my face but ...