*Olivia*

Even though I was completely out of sight from the door, I still felt the need to duck down and press myself against the wall inside the bathroom. I forced myself to calm down, reminding myself that no one would come bursting in like the FBI.

“May I help you?” I heard Daemon ask in his cool, collected tone that he seemed to have invented.

“Oh, Mr. Knight,” a male voice said, and it took me a couple of seconds to recognize it as ...