Chapter 66:
Kael drove.
I don't know how he drove.
He drove with one hand on the wheel and the other on the horn and his foot all the way down. He drove through red lights and around corners and down the wrong side of the road. He drove like a man who had stopped caring about anything except the distance between him and his daughter.
I sat in the passenger seat with my phone in my hand and I called Marisol forty times.
She didn't answer.
I called Sierra. She didn't answer.
I called Reese.
She answered on the first ring.
"Ella—"
"Reese. What's happening?"
"I don't know. I'm in the back room. I'm with Hope. I've got the door locked. I can hear people in the house."
"How many?"
"I don't know. Three. Maybe four. They're looking for something."
"Are they looking for Lily?"
Reese
