Vivian stepped out of the black car. Ethan nearly ran straight across the road, but then two Hart security men got out behind her. Not again. He clenched his injured hand until the pain cleared his head. The side door of the recovery house stood open behind

Vivian had Ethan moved before dawn. Not back to the Hart clinic. Not to Lucas's lab. This time, she put him in a private apartment owned by the Hart family, posted two men outside the door, and took away everything that could connect him to the outside wo

Grace called before sunrise. It was the first time Ethan heard her voice outside a locked room.

"You have ten minutes," she said. "Then this number is gone."

Ethan stood in the shadow of a closed pharmacy two blocks from the university. "Where is Nora?"

"They're moving