Jeremiah’s POV
"I hope the poor girl is okay," Rosendo said. He actually had the nerve to look worried. He pulled his brows together, playing the part of the concerned boss while he watched me for a reaction.
I didn’t blink. I just stared at him, waiting to see if his mask would slip. "She is fine," I said. My voice was flat and cold. "They found her an hour ago."
I watched his eyes. He didn’t twitch. He didn’t shift his feet or look away. He just stood there with that same smug look on his face. He was too calm. Nobody stays that still unless they have practiced their lies. His lack of a reaction told me everything I needed to know.
"Why are you acting like this is the end of the world?" Rita suddenly screamed. She sounded like she was about to snap. "Are you really that scared? Or do
