“Me?” I blink. “But I’m nobody.”
My mind races as we enter Caleb’s building. We’ve been assuming everything that’s happened to me is about him: Someone tormenting me to get to him. Hurting me to make him pay.
But what if we’ve been looking at this all wrong?
What if they were coming after me—and me alone? What if this has nothing to do with Nero Barretti or Caleb at all?
But who would hate me that much?
Suddenly, it hits me.
I know who’s behind all this.
Hands shaking, I grab my phone and dial Caleb’s office. Logan watches, confused. “What are you—”
I hold up a finger to him as Victoria answers. “Victoria? Is Caleb still there?”
“Yes. But he’s in a meeting. Juliet?”
“I need you to go in there and interrupt the meeting. Tell him it’s urgent.”
A pause. “Juliet. I can’t do that. He’s meeting with some very important—”
“Please,” I beg. “It’s a matter of life or death. I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t.”
“Fine,” she grouses. “One moment.”
In the elevator, Logan’s looking at me, eyebrows raised. He mouths, Life or death?
I nod, just as the phone clicks up. “Juliet?”
It’s Caleb. Thank god. “Caleb. Listen to me. I need you to quit whatever you’re doing and meet us right now at your apartment.” I take a deep breath. “I know who’s been trying to kill me.”