Chapter One Hundred And Seventy One
The apartment felt incredibly empty after the heavy fire door at the end of the hallway clicked shut behind Zara and her silent guard. I stayed exactly where I was, sitting on the hard floor with my back pressed flat against the dark wood of my front door, my knees pulled tightly up to my chest. My hands were shaking so hard that I had to lace my fingers together just to keep them still, but even that did not help the cold shivering that had taken over my whole body. The heat from the radiators in the small hallway was working perfectly fine, but the air inside my lungs felt like pure ice. The beautiful, warm safety that had surrounded us since last night was gone, wiped out completely by a few quiet words from a woman who wore gold jewelry and an expen
