Chapter 53

Alyssa POV

Inside the elevator, the déjà vu feeling creeps back in. I look around, trying to figure out where I’ve seen something like this before.

Isaac’s law firm? No.

“Alyssa,” Gray’s voice snaps me out of it, and when I turn to look at him, for a split-second, I swear I see him as a kid, standing in exact same spot—nine, maybe ten years old.

What the hell?

“Why are you staring at me like that?” he asks, raising a brow.

I shake my head, still freaked out. “Oh, nothing,” I mumble, trying to ignore the strange sensation crawling under my skin.

How have I been here before?

His gaze narrows, but he lets it go. “I hope you weren’t too afraid down there.”

I shrug. “Nope. I put together a gun in like thirty seconds, so I think they were actually somewhat impressed.”

From the corner of my eye, I see Niko smirk.

A shadow crosses Gray’s face, but he only hums in response. “Do you know why I wanted you here today?”