Alina stepped out of the car, said goodbye to Jesse, and turned toward Lorraine's apartment only to see a familiar car parked beside the building. Her jaw tightened.

She adjusted the strap of her bag and started walking toward the door, deliberately ignoring the figure leaning against the car. But before she could reach it, a firm hand grabbed her wrist and yanked her back.

She whirled around, eyes blazing.

"What’s your problem, Kelvin?" she snapped, snatching her hand away like it ...