Anastasia’s POV:
I read the message twice before I said anything.
“They are already there,” I said. “Patricia did not say where.”
Lucas was already reaching for his phone.
“Call her,” I said. “Now.”
He called. I watched his face while it rang, watched him stand up from the desk, watched his jaw tighten when she picked up.
“Patricia. Where?”
A pause. I could hear her voice through the phone but not the words.
“Say that again,” Lucas said.
Another pause.
He lowered the phone slowly.
“The storage facility,” he said. “Marcus’s unit. They went back to the unit.”
Marcus stood up so fast the chair scraped against the floor.
“I left it open,” he said. “I left the door unlocked. I never locked it back up after we took the box.”
“There’s nothing left there,” I said. “We have everything
