Jace does just that and after a quick conversation with my father where I promise to be home soon. When I get off the phone Hope's eyes clash with mine.
I heard the booth before I saw Clinton coming up on my right.
Clinton stomps over like he owns the floor beneath us. “Keith.”
“Clinton.” I say neutrally.
“You're going to tell me the truth now.” His voice is low, sharp. “All of it. Tessa and Camille looked like they had a battle for the ages and they said they were attacked but when the queen sent scouts all they found were tracks.”
I clench my jaw to keep my features schooled. Of course her scouts wouldn't have found anything. How very convenient for her.
Jace sighs. “Clinton—”
“No,” Clinton cuts him off. “They disappeared. No one saw them. Not even the leaves reported anything. No
