Cassian

I’d been trailing Elvira for nearly fifteen minutes.

Elvira’s stride had that clipped, purposeful rush to it, like she was chasing an answer and didn’t care who stood in her way. From the shadowed corner of the hallway, I watched her disappear into Brielle’s room, the door swinging shut behind her.

I frowned.

What business did she have with Brielle? I couldn’t recall the last time those two had even exchanged more than polite nods. ...