I’d searched all morning for a lead—anything to tell me where Faith had gone. But every road led to a dead end, and each minute that passed gnawed at my patience. I paced around our shared living room, glancing at Mason and Grason, both silently absorbed in their own worries. This wasn’t like her, vanishing without a trace, and the longer she was gone, the heavier the dread settled in my chest.
Mason caught my eye and raised a brow. “You good, Jason? You look like you’re about to punch a hole in the wall.”
“Maybe I should,” I said, not bothering to hide the frustration in my voice. “We have nothing. Not a single clue. She’s out there somewhere, and we’re sitting here like idiots.”
Grason sighed, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the armrest. “We’ve talked to the warriors, checked
