“We’ll go somewhere else tonight. I know a flat we can use.”

By the time Samuel entered an anonymous flat in South London, he was shivering again, and dusk cloaked the city in darkness.

Captain Jackson lit the cast-iron stove and a few oil lamps. “This place belongs to a friend of mine. He helped me during my darkest days.” He cast a glance at him. “Needless to say, you aren’t going anywhere else tonight. You’re running a fever.”

“Vivienne.” He moved his fingers slowly.

“I’ll find her, but you’ll stay here and sleep after I get you some dry clothes and something to eat.”

Samuel sat next to the stove and hugged his knees. A fear stronger than any he’d ever experienced poisoned his mind. Danger lurked in every shadow, and thoughts of Vivienne, pale and nearly dead, tormented him.

Murdock knew where he was, and Cade had been sent there to take him back.

Samuel would have to choose between being free and staying in London…between freedom and Vivienne.