He hoped Neon had done as he was told. He had arrived here in the morning to speak with her and see her, but she was with a girl, and they were heading somewhere. He didn't have the time to follow them, but Neon had suggested he follow them to know exactly where they went.

He stood in front of her door and rang the doorbell again. He knew her father was there; he had seen him through the window. He was helping her arrange her room.

"Who is it?" Her father's voice called from the inside.

Ashford was quiet. He rang the doorbell again. Inside, Bartram dropped the book...