LENA POV
THREE HOURS AGO
Lena pulled into the parking lot and parked. As she headed towards her apartment, she noticed someone trailing her.
She took out her dagger from her bag and slowed her walk. When the person almost caught up with her she stopped walking and spun to face him.
He almost collided with her but caught himself. She held the dagger in front of her, her grip on it strong.
"Why are you following me?" she demanded, her voice hard.
The person reached up and Lena took a step closer, pressing the dagger in his chest but not hard enough to break skin.
"Keep your hands where they are and answer the damn question," she gritted.
The stranger didn't move again and answered, "It's Carlo, Selene."
She narrowed her eyes. "Your hood. Take it off."
He raised his hand slo
