Freya kept herself busy the following days. On the surface, she was just another employee going about her duties, but underneath, every nerve in her body remained alert. She hadn’t forgotten the men she’d glimpsed on the day of the fire—their shadows burned into her memory.. And though she couldn’t yet prove it, her instinct screamed they had something to do with the flames that nearly cost Daniel his life.

So she worked and she watched. Filing documents, sorting schedules, answering ...