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Cassian hangs back as Noah and I leave. The halls are deserted except for a security guard we pass on our way to the elevator.

He nods as he walks by. “Evening, Mr. York.”

“Doeseveryoneknow your name?” I whisper to Noah when he’s out of earshot.

He grins. “Apparently.”

“So, who were all those people back there?”

“They’re the intelligence guys.”

“Do you have those in Glenwood?”

“Yeah—we’ve got Daniel.”

“Just Daniel?”

“Yes, butif we ever need extra support, Denver isn’t far away.”

“So, what do they do?” I ask. “Besides track phone calls.”

“They assist the hunters.”

“And you’re…their boss?”

“No.” Noah chuckles. “My jurisdiction is in the western region. But we work together as needed.”

“All right, but let’s say NIHA has a ladder. How high on it are you sitting exactly?”

“Are you asking how important your boyfriend is?” Noah presses the ground-level button when we step into the elevator.

“I just want to know if I should curtsy when you enter a room,” I joke.

His amber eyes sparkle as he turns toward me, and he crosses his arms in a way that makes the muscles bulge under his shirt. “Maybe noteverytime I walk into the room.”

I roll my eyes, smiling. And then my good mood falls. “Ethan must have people watching us. That’s the only way he could have known which hotel room I was in.”

“I’m afraid you’re right. He’s like a cockroach—impossible to get rid of, and he has too many friends.”

“What are we going to do?”

“Exactly what we’ve been doing—we’re going to find Alfred.”

“For the rest of the week, I’ll be careful to make sure it’s room service before I open the door.”

Noah gives me a sideways look as we exit the elevator, and I can tell from his expression I’m not going to like whatever is about to come out of his mouth.

“What?” I ask warily.

“Now that Ethan knows you’re here, we can’t leave you unguarded. When we figure out Alfred’s location, you’ll have to hang out here while Cassian and I confront him.”

“Here?” I ask, startled.

“I can’t think of anywhere else that would be safe.”

Together, we step into the lobby. It’s eerily silent, and the lights are dim.

“What am I supposed to dohere?” I ask.