*Hadley*
I watch Thiago grow pale as he talks on the phone; for some reason, it makes my stomach knot up, and I just know something bad has happened. As soon as he moves the phone from his ear, I am over him. "Thiago, what is it? It was about Zayan, right?"
"Yeah." He swallows hard as he nods. "s**t! It seems he was attacked by three guys in the parking lot... he was trying to defend someone... he got beaten pretty badly."
"Was that him calling? Do we need to pick him up somewhere?" I feel panic rise inside and an instant need to hold Zayan or to be in his arms.
Thiago breathes out slowly, his eyes shifting to JZ and then back to me. "Hadley, it wasn't Zayan... he... he can't call..." A weird sound escapes his throat, and I realize it's a sob. "It's very bad, sweetie, not sure what the
