“Have you seen Kyle?” she asks.

Before I can answer, the baby starts fidgeting, and Victoria drops the phone. Her face reappears briefly. “Sorry, Si. Gotta go. I want to hear all about it when you come over.” She ends the call.

I can’t ask them for help with finding somewhere to live. They’ve done enough already. I refill my glass and toast myself. “You’re on your own this time, Sienna.”

Kyle’s car is waiting outside my apartment block the next morning.

I put my head down and start walking, but the driver’s door opens, and Seamus gets out.

“Sienna?” He calls me back. “I can give you a ride.”

“I don’t need a ride.” I glare at him and keep moving.

His footsteps follow me.

I freeze, turn around, and grip the strap of my purse over my shoulder.

“I know you’d rather not get in the car with me,” Seamus says, keeping his voice low, “but Kyle asked me to get you safely to work, and I’m just following orders.”

I inhale deeply, filling my lungs. “Tell Kyle you missed me. Tell him I left before you got here, or, I don’t know, I wanted some exercise.”

He nods once. “Don’t look around now, but the guy sitting in the black car with tinted windows has been watching your apartment for the past three hours.”

I go to look around because it’s human nature; someone tells you not to do something, and you instantly have to do it.

“Don’t look,” he hisses under his breath.

I stop myself. “If the windows are tinted, how do you know he’s watching my apartment?” I don’t even know why I’m letting myself get dragged into this conversation.

“Maybe it’s because every time he has a cigarette he gets out of the car, leans against the hood, and stares at your front door.”

I swallow. “Maybe he’s waiting for his girlfriend.”

“That would explain why he rolled his window down when you walked outside.” Seamus’s eyes twitch. “I don’t want to frighten you but?—”

“You could’ve fooled me.”

He inclines his head, conceding the point. It doesn’t make me feel any better. “But, another guy has jogged past your building more times than I can remember since I got here. And before you say he’s just jogging, ask yourself why he would take photographs of your building as he passed by?”

I stare at him, trying to reassemble my thoughts. “How did Kyle know they would be here?”

“You told him that you were being followed yesterday.”

Did I? So much happened after I saw the guy in black, I’d pushed it from my mind.

“Okay. Can you take me to the Wraith?”

Seamus smiles, making his ginger moustache twitch. “I thought you’d never ask.”

“What the fuck is going on?” I don’t hold back once the door to Kyle’s office closes behind me. “Who are those people following me around?”

“Sienna.” Kyle makes the mistake of raising both hands to calm me down.

I bat his hands away. “Don’t tell me that you don’t know who they are. That’s what you do, isn’t it? Find out information and make it go away.”

“Can we sit down and talk about this calmly?”

“How can I be calm when there are strange men watching my apartment?” My voice is already shrill, and I’ve barely started.