Chapter 20

I wake to a knock at my door.

I roll over and rub my eyes. Isn't it a little early for visitors? My cell reads 9:13 AM, far earlier than I'd like to get up on a Saturday morning after a night of restless sleep.

The knock sounds again, and I groan.

"Go away!" I yell at the unwanted guest. This crappy apartment is tiny enough - and the walls thin enough - that I have no doubt he or she hears me.

It's only then that I remember the events of yesterday and the encounter with Garrett in the parking lot. I flip open my phone.

"You better get out of here," I say. "I'm calling the police."

But it's not Garrett's voice that answers me - it's Calder's.

"Lily. Can I talk to you?"

I scramble out of bed. What's he doing here?

"Just a minute!" I say. I look frantically around the room for something - anything - that isn't the ratty T-shirt I'm currently wearing. I can't believe he would just show up at my apartment. Doesn't he have bigger things to worry about? I haven't heard from him in tw