Sophia's POV
Dominic's face when he came back up to the roof told me everything before he said a word.
He had been gone for twenty minutes. Long enough to make calls, pull information, and start rebuilding whatever strategy the Carter revelation required. I had expected him to come back with a plan and a timeline and that particular cold efficiency he wore like a second suit.
Instead, he came back looking like a man who had just been hit somewhere he didn't know he could be hit.
"Remy is gone," he said.
Damien went completely still beside me.
"What do you mean gone," I said.
"His room is empty. Phone on the bed. Car still in the garage." Dominic's voice was controlled but only just. "Zane found blood on the floor. Not a lot. But it's there."
Nobody spoke for a moment.
The city hum
