ALEXANDER
Raina was missing.
I could barely focus when I saw Dominic’s name flashing on my phone screen. The panic in his voice made my blood run cold. I’d been seconds away from leaving the office for the night, but now all I could think about was where she was. I heard Dominic’s voice crack as he said it: “She’s not at her office. She’s not at her apartment. I’ve checked everywhere.”
“Where is she?” I demanded, my voice hoarse with tension. My heart slammed against my ribs, threatening to break free.
“I don’t know, Alex,” Dominic’s voice was desperate. “I’ve looked everywhere. I don’t know where she is. I should’ve been there for her. I was too upset—too... I don’t know—she probably feels like I’m mad at her. I’ve messed up.”
I took a deep breath, pushing my panic aside. Dominic so
