Bastian
The meeting was dragging, and I was barely paying attention. My mind kept drifting to Kaida—wondering if she was alright, if she had made it home safely. I trusted her, but after everything that had happened lately, it was hard not to worry. The weight of the threats, the mysterious black car that had followed her, it all kept gnawing at me.
I was in the middle of reviewing projections when my phone buzzed on the table. I glanced at the screen, intending to ignore it for now, but the caller ID made my stomach drop.
It was the hospital.
Without a word, I stood, cutting off the discussion mid-sentence. “I have to go,” I muttered, already walking out of the conference room. My heart pounded in my chest as I answered the call, bracing myself for the worst.
“Mr. Darkmoor?” A calm,
