Liana's Pov

I did not head home straight away. My hands kept shaking on the steering wheel, my heart racing like a war drum. Who was the man in the hooded sweatshirt on the pavement? Was Dominic spying on me now?

I pressed the speed dial. "Leo, I need you. Now."

There was silence. "Liana? What's going on?"

"I cannot tell you on the telephone. But it's bad. Really, really bad. I have some information and I think someone is trailing me. Do you have time to see me this ...