I'm so determined to escape Ford that I'm not paying attention to where I'm going. Only a dozen steps into the building lobby, I run smack into another person so hard that I literally almost bounce off him. If it weren't for the pair of strong hands that grab me, I'd be flat on my ass on the ground.

"Easy, there," Orlando says, his hands steadying me. "What are you running from so fast?"

I look up into his wild, ever-intriguing eyes.

"It's nothing," I ...