"Dammit," Addison mumbled, running her hand along the wall. She wondered for the hundredth time why Daniel couldn't be a normal person and have a normal apartment on one of the other floors. She could practically feel the eyes of his security team on her as she made her way along the corridor toward his tiny apartment. Which wasn't really an apartment.

She wouldn't even be on the damn security floor if she wasn't so furious. It had been six weeks since she'd seen Daniel. She ...