Nathan’s POV
It was the middle of the night when my phone started ringing. The sound pierced through the heavy silence of my room, dragging me out of a restless sleep. I fumbled for the phone on my nightstand, blinking in the darkness as I checked the caller ID. Greg.
Relief washed over me as I answered the phone. “Greg?” My voice was rough with sleep, but the adrenaline was already kicking in. “Tell me you’ve found him.”
“I’ve got him,” Greg said, his voice steady with a hint of excitement. “Isaac. He’s holed up in a rundown apartment on the outskirts of the city. I’ve got the address.”
I sat up in bed, every muscle in my body tensing with anticipation. “Is he alone?”
“Far as I can tell, yes. He’s been keeping a low profile, but I’ve had eyes on him for the past few hours. He’s not
