Lana's Pov
I was back in the lab, but I couldn't focus on the blood samples. Every time I closed my eyes, I smelled that bitter herb from Silas’s room. Someone was hurting people on purpose. This wasn't just a sickness. It was a plan.
I looked at the door to the playroom. My boys were sitting there, looking bored. They missed our house. They missed their garden. And most of all, I knew they missed Jasper. I needed to talk to him. I needed him to tell me that everything was going to be okay.
I walked into the playroom and sat on the rug with them.
"Hey, guys," I said, lowering my voice. "Do you want to play a game?"
Jacob’s eyes lit up. "A game? What kind?"
"A spy game," I whispered. "I need to find a phone. The bad guys took mine, and I needed to call for backup. Do you think y
