Imogene’s POV
The moment Orion went to make a call after the strategy, I knew something wasn't right.
Why did it have to be after they had all agreed to start combing houses by daybreak.
Something was wrong—terribly wrong.
The shift in the atmosphere, the silence in the room before they all began speaking again gave me a restlessness I couldn't fathom.
My eyes fluttered open, and I laid on the bed looking at the ceiling wondering what my heart was trying to tell me until I heard the new voice.
Arizona.
My heartbeat faltered, then picked up a new speed, expecting.
I turned my head in the direction of the door and listened quietly. If they thought I was resting—resting while my son was missing, then they were up for a surprise .
I forced myself to sit up, slow and stubborn. Pain kis
