Allison’s POV

I stepped down on the brake, and the car stilled to a furious halt. I stepped down then, staring around. The bright lights, the clean and empty streets, and the large, luxuriously built houses all echoed the poshness and affluence of the residents.

I leaned away from the car and walked down the path to Felipe's mansion. The mansion rose behind a small gate like a monument to excess—sleek, modern lines wrapped in white stucco and glass that seemed to catch the moonlight like ...