Amelia never stayed still. Never as a kid, never as a student, and by no means now, trapped inside Alexander Carter's crystal palace of glass and silence.

Three days had passed since he'd dropped his defenses. Three days since she'd seen something almost. human inside. She'd been moving through the penthouse with this strange heaviness in her chest, like there was something inside her that she couldn't put into words. She couldn't help but remember the sound of his voice, gravelly and deep as ...