Salome’s POV
“Make sure you get every bit of evidence on that phone,” I whispered.
My voice felt like sandpaper. I reached out to steady myself, but the world was already tilting. Before Clementine could reply, her hand flew to her forehead. Her phone slipped from her grip and clattered against the patio stones. She crumpled forward, her knees hitting the ground before she went completely limp.
Richard moved to catch her, but his eyes rolled back in his head. He didn't even make a sound as he collapsed. Aiden lunged forward, his arms outstretched to break Richard’s fall, but the strength vanished from his legs mid step. He fell right on top of Richard, his head lolling to the side.
We were falling apart. My heart thrashed against my ribs like a trapped bird. The edges of my vision turn
