Miranda’s POV:
I don’t know what happened next.
When I raced to the living room, I found it empty. Luca stood by the door, which was closed by the way, his gun in his hand and his expression neutral. I ran up to him and grabbed his arm. “What have you done to him?!”
His dark eyes met mine blankly. “Done to who?”
“Caleb! He was here just now, wasn’t he?”
He brushed past me and walked to the dining. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
For a second, I stood there, shocked. I knew what I had heard, I heard Caleb scream my name, I heard a gunshot. And now there was nothing?
“Hey! Did you hurt him?!” I yelled after Luca.
“There was no one at the door, officer.” He replied and vanished behind the dining wall.
What?
I turned and ran to the door. But it was locked, and there was no
