DANTE

The next morning, I wake to find Aria still asleep, her hand is protectively over her stomach even in sleep.

I slip out of bed carefully and head downstairs to make calls I've been putting off.

"Viktor," I say when he answers. "I need full surveillance on Vivienne Sinclair. I want to know everywhere she goes, everyone she talks to, every move she makes."

"She's still in California, boss. Her probation..."

"She's filing to relocate back to New York. Once that's ...