Impossible. Agatha had her subordinates aim guns at her before—there was still a faint alert.

Bullets posed almost no real threat, yet even the slightest danger triggered a warning.

So why did only Alexander sense it?

Could it have been an illusion?

No, no—Alexander was strong. She had faced him personally and trusted that he wouldn't act recklessly.

Then it had to be something else. But what?

Agatha couldn't figure it out. When she returned, Alexander's trail had vanished. Only after aski