Sebastian
I sit on the edge of the couch, staring at the screen of my phone. My fingers move fast, typing out a message. My mind is racing, running through every possibility, every scenario.
The reply comes almost instantly. I barely have time to process the words before Eric’s voice pulls me back.
“What is it?” he asks, leaning closer, his eyes narrowing as he watches me.
“The detectives who were at Christopher’s office,” I start, my voice low, my throat tightening as I speak. “They found Elizabeth’s car.”
Eric stiffens, his shoulders going rigid. “Where?”
“By the waterfront,” I reply, my words coming slower now, like I’m trying to piece them together in my own head. “It was abandoned. It’s been sitting there for over a week.”
“What would Elizabeth be doing there?” Eric’s voice is
