Chapter 27

“Specter.”

A chill slides down my spine as the click of a safety echoes behind me.

He’s close enough that I can feel the heat of his body against my back, but his voice is all ice.

“You want to tell me what you’re doing, kitten?”

I don’t turn around. If I do, I’ll break whatever thin control I’m holding on to.

“Couldn’t sleep,” I murmured. “Thought I’d read.”

“In my locked study.” Vance presses th