Alina bursted into the apartment, her heart beating so fast it felt like it might jump out of her chest. She slammed the heavy front door behind her. Anger was evident in her eyes as they fell on Liam, softening almost immediately.
The noise was so loud that it startled Alfred, the old butler. He was standing in the middle of the large living room, slowly rocking little Liam in his arms.
Poor Liam was crying very hard. His small face was bright red, and his eyes were puffy. He was having hiccups because he had been sobbing for such a long time. It was a sad sound that made the whole room feel heavy.
Outside, there were about six men dressed in black suits walking around the building. They weren't just standing there; they were moving like soldiers on a mission.
Alina remembered seeing men like that a long time ago. It was back when Elena Vaughn blew up their car at Watts. Just seeing those dark suits and the way they watched everything made her skin crawl.
