WAKES POV
Heron’s call came in the middle of dinner, but I wasn’t surprised.
“Sir, a car just left the estate,” he said as soon as I picked up. His voice was clipped, professional, but there was an edge in it that made my stomach twist.
“It’s a black sedan… the model Blake drives. I have confirmed the plates on the monitor.”
I froze, the fork in my hand clattering against the plate.
“A car left? Now?” My mind started racing before he could answer. “Heron, get yourself here. Now. I don’t care what you’re doing, leave immediately.”
The line went dead, and I barely waited before standing and pacing, the sound of my own footsteps echoing through the quiet mansion.
Every instinct in me screamed that this wasn’t going to be simple. Blake and Aloe out on their own meant war waiting to h
