Chapter 62

Eva

Nausea rolled in the pit of my stomach as I handed the binoculars back to Vic. He continued observing the restaurant while I leaned against the wall and looked elsewhere.

I couldn’t get the image of Kolton out of my mind.

I was so bothered by the fact that I looked like him. What was this, some kind of curse? So, whenever people looked at me, particularly the ones who knew him, they saw his face? Of course, they’d hate me.

I wished I’d never come. At the same time, I was glad that I found this out.

“There he is,” Vic murmured, and I deduced that he was talking about Nox. I stared at the building across from us—the restaurant—and I could clearly see people sitting around, servers walking with trays of food or drinks. I could even see my father though the details of his face were not visible.

“Is this safe?” I asked Vic.

“Nothing ever is.”

I cut him a look. “So, technically, Nox is in danger?”

He glanced at me. “He needs to see this through because we’ll make progress if toni