Chapter 11
EVERYONE just stared at the phone for several long moments. Then everyone was in motion. Jace grabbing the phone, Gabrielle and Colt starting the trace, the others listening intently.
“Where the f**k is Gemma, asshole?” Jace growled.
“Wrong question,” the voice taunted. “Maybe you should be asking if she’s hurt.”
At that, Riley screeched. “No!”
“Oh Riley!” the voice said, dripping with disgusting sweetness. “Are you there, my love? Talk to me!”
Jace shook his head at her when she clamped a hand over her mouth. “Talk to me instead,” Jace said.
“How are you, Riley? Missing your cousin?”
Don’t answer, don’t say a word. Jace shook his head at her while mouthing those words. His hazel eyes darkening and pleading with her to take note. “Is G
