The street outside was too quiet. The kind of quiet that didn’t belong in this part of the city.

I stayed still by the window, eyes tracking the edges of the shadows, my body tense but my face unreadable. Whoever—or whatever—was out there had been smart enough to stay beyond the reach of the streetlights. But they hadn’t been smart enough to hide from me.

I caught it. That shift. That flicker of movement that didn’t match the wind.

My mind didn’t waste time on the possibility ...