Chapter 74

SLOANE

“Mateo! Mateo he knows!”

“Don’t be alone with him, do you hear me?”

My stomach drops.

“Damn it,” I whisper, pacing the narrow strip of floor like a trapped animal. “Mateo, listen to me—”

“He asked for me. Personally. You know what that means.”

“Mateo—no. No, absolutely not.”

I’m already moving—snatching my jacket off the back of a chair, grabbing my keys with shaking fingers.

My vision blur