KEIRA’s POV

I walked down the hallway of my department building, Natasha walking right beside me. There was this feeling etched at the back of my neck, running down my spine. Was it fear?

I could not help but feel like someone was watching me and following me every step. My mind slipped deep in thought, replaying the encounter I had with my stepbrother, Calvin over and over again.

Calvin had appeared before me after years of being absent and had threatened me to hand over ...