*Archie Donovan*

When Naomi called me that night saying she was outside of my building, I frowned, momentarily confused. I wouldn’t ask her how she knew where I lived because, honestly, she was from the f*cking FBI. Of course she had ways to find out.

I also knew that they were following my every step, so I couldn’t pretend I was surprised. I was surprised that she had come unannounced though. Especially to my home. 

I didn’t like that for several reasons, ...