“Do not let her leave.”

hissed back, her tone laced with venomous authority. “Just come.”

I stopped breathing. The air in the bedroom felt like it had been vacuumed out. I quickly composed a text to Cormac, attaching the video clip.

Nine seconds later, my phone illuminated with his incoming call.

“Madison, where exactly are you?” His voice was eerily flat, the tone he used when continue reading …