When I was finally free from Leo's pursuit, with the help of Chelsea the maid, I was able to head into Taylor's room. Fully intending that we'd be taking on some algebra, I was going over the equations in my head trying to see if my recall from my school days would be enough.

I’d need to have a calculator ready and the book with me. Math wasn’t my strong suit.

From the first room, I could hear Taylor coughing and sniffing. She sounded congested. ...