Julian dragged Nora out of the dark alleyway by her collar, throwing her hard onto the wet pavement in front of the police officers. Her expensive designer leather jacket was ripped and covered in dirty mud.

"Lock her up right now," Julian growled, his voice like sharp thunder as two officers pinned the screaming woman to the ground.

Julian turned around, wiping cold rain and sweat from his forehead. But the moment his dark eyes landed on the front entrance of the studio, his heart stopped beating completely.

Sarah was screaming hysterically near the fire truck, pointing her shaking hands at the second floor windows. "Evelyn is inside! She ran...