Elijah
Three days.
Three f*****g days since Lena had stolen the stone and escaped into the night. Three days of search parties combing the woods, guards patrolling the perimeter, and not a single f*****g trace of her to be found. It was like she’d vanished into thin air.
The house was locked down tight now. I’d personally vetted every staff member, every guard. Anyone with even the slightest connection to Lena had been questioned, although none of them seemed to know anything useful. Security had been doubled, with guards stationed at every entrance and patrols circling the property day and night.
Agnes and Thea were safe, at least. That was something. Thea had been told that Lena had to leave suddenly due to a family emergency, and while she was devastated, she hadn’t aske
