Chapter 82

Declan

I am watching the door again.

It's a glass door. The villa opens entirely on the ocean side, floor-to-ceiling panels that fold away to let in the breeze, and on three other sides there are doors that lock with the particular precision of expensive hardware. I checked them at two a.m. I checked them at four. Now it's morning and Vera is still asleep and I'm standing at the far window with my