Elise's pov

We pulled up to the penthouse and Leonardo helped us out. As we headed toward the private elevator, I noticed a black sedan parked across the street. The same one that had followed us before.

"Sebastian," I said quietly, nodding toward the car.

He glanced over, his expression never changing. "I know. They've been there for twenty minutes."

"Shouldn't we—"

"Let them watch. Let them report back to Victoria that we came straight home and allowed hee think she's ...