The world did not suddenly come into focus for Amelia, who was distracted by a pounding headache and a veil over her eyes.

When she regained consciousness, the first thing she remembered was the turmoil that had broken out at her bookstore.

She began rubbing her eyes constantly in an attempt to clear her mind and comprehend what was going on. "Easy," Jake said.

"You're safe now." Amelia whipped her head around to look at Max, who was now driving a car, hands clenched on the steering wheel, eyes continually changing between the way ahead and the mirror.

Everything that happened at the bookshop flooded my mind: Ema and her...