[Elena's POV]

I sat in that thought for a second, then stepped out of the car.

He knew where Mr. Jackson and my mother were.

And the image of those bodies on the ground from last night... the two men he killed... it was getting sharper in my mind.

I gave up the idea of running. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't outrun the tall driver shadowing me.

We stood in front of the most famous mall in the city. My mom once brought me Christmas shopping here when I was a kid. But after we went bankrupt, I spent every spare second working.

High-end stores like this became...