Nowhere to Run

CECE

I clutch the blanket against my chest, my pulse pounding in my throat. "How did you get in?"

"Your father owns the apartment."

The answer turns my stomach. Dad freezes my cards, threatens my tuition, then hands Falcone access to my fucking home?

I push myself out of bed, keeping the mattress between us. "Get out."

Falcone rises slowly. "You were given a chance to come home."

"I said