SERENA POV
"He knew," I said.
Yuna looked at me across the kitchen table. Adriano was at the counter. Neither of them spoke. The morning sun was striking the polished granite surface between us, casting a sharp, unforgiving light on the digital screen of the phone.
"Not just that I was taken," I said, my voice cutting through the quiet of the room. "He knew about the Syndicate before any of this started. He knew what Voss was. He knew what they wanted from me." I looked down at the device resting between us. "She is safe. Three words. Sent when it was over." I looked up, catching Yuna’s gaze. "Not when it started. Not when I was in the sublevel. After."
"You don't know that he knew from the beginning, Serena," Yuna said carefully, her fingers hesitating over her keyboard. "A message li
