Alexander Levi was heading home, the soft drone of his car and the city lights blurring by providing scant comfort to the fatigue pulling at him. He had recently departed from the firm after a taxing day, his mind consumed by an increasing discomfort he couldn’t disregard.
His phone buzzed loudly on the console, its vibration disturbing the quiet. He kept his gaze on the road while reaching for it and pressing the call button.
“Milo,” he said, his tone composed but tinged with a subtle command.
However, Milo’s voice on the other line was far from calm. “Sir, there’s an issue.”
Alexander's grip on the wheel became firmer. "Speak?"
"It is Dysis." "She’s missing."
The vehicle jolts a bit as Alexander suddenly stops, his heart racing in his chest. "What do you imply by *missing*?"
