“What about Devon? Who will keep him safe?”
“Before Major and I left Livingston, he assigned Agent Stevens to watch out for Devon. I saw his car in front of the graveyard.”
Relief settled in me. I didn’t want anything to happen to Devon, couldn’t bear the thought of never seeing his smile again. Alec wrapped his arm around my waist and I let the rightness of his touch carry away the doubt and worry.
As we passed through the gates of the cemetery, I glanced over my shoulder one last time. I didn’t spot the man with the sunglasses but I was inexplicably sure he was watching—that Abel’s Army was watching me.
Major had made it sound like Abel would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. He had already taken two agents. And if Alec’s worries were justified, I was the one he wanted next. Still, with Alec at my side, I felt safe.