Charlotte's POV

PRESENT DAY

I looked around the space for a weapon, but it was so dark and cluttered that it was hard to see anything at all. There was no other exit to leave the archives, I checked. I was trapped. The door rattled, and I knew that Donovan was going to come down to find me. I shuddered, wondering what he intended to do once he'd succeeded. I doubted he wanted to join a book club or attend StoryTime. I crouched behind an old clock in the depths of the ...