The rain grew heavier. On the monitor, Victor stayed where Ivan had found him until his knees started to bend. Then he stumbled closer and gripped the iron bars with his good hand.
The speaker beside me crackled as he pressed the call button at the gate.
"Chloe, please. I know you can hear me." He stopped to catch his breath. "I saw the video. I know what Siena did and what I let her do."
He leaned his forehead against the gate. Rain ran over the blood on his bandage and down the sleeve hanging empty at his side.
"I went back through your messages. I read every one you sent me, every photo, every time you said you missed me and I didn’t answer." His voice caught. "I was arguing with her while you waited for me."
His hand slid down one of the bars before he tightened his grip again. "I
