Thane picked up his phone without thinking and took a pic of Eli’s drawing, and emailed it.
Then he waited.
The phone buzzed so fast it almost startled him.
Gabriel.
“Got the drawing. I’ll check everything again. Can’t let a single detail slip."
Thane was already pacing, shoes making sound on the tiled floor. “Yeah, thanks, man. Just… call me if you find anything.”
He tossed the phone on the desk, but good luck getting his mind to chill. That sketch was stuck in his head, taunting him. That house with those red windows. It was right on the tip of his tongue, driving him nuts.
“Wait... hang on,” he mumbled, fingers tapping out a dumb little rhythm on the desk. “Dante…”
He snatched the phone up again, dialing Gabriel with shaky hands.
“Gabriel, listen. This is important,” he blur
