Evie's POV

The Ravencrest library had become my sanctuary over the past three weeks. Tucked away in a corner table on the fourth floor, surrounded by dusty philosophy texts that no one ever checked out, I could almost pretend I was just another student cramming for finals.

Almost.

The two security guards stationed near the elevators made it hard to forget that I was a target. They tried to be discreet, dressed in casual clothes and pretending to study, but their constant vigilance gave them ...