ELISE

Victoria's building was crawling with police by the time we arrived.

Blue and red lights flashed against the glass facade, officers cordoning off the entrance while confused residents gathered on the sidewalk in their expensive pajamas and robes.

"Merda," Leonardo muttered, pulling to a stop half a block away.

My phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number.

Unknown: Change of plans. Marcus is at his own apartment. Alone. You should hurry.

I showed it to Sebastian. His jaw ...