A Familiar Face

{Harper's POV}

I saw her. I'm almost sure I saw her. The problem was, I didn't get enough time to prove it, because everything happened too fast.

One second, I was standing there, staring at a group of men who looked like they belonged in a crime documentary; the next second, doors were opening, voices were low, movements were sharp, and the girl— the girl was slipping into the back seat of a car