***LUCAS’S POV***
I pick up my phone, my heart racing. It's the private detective I hired to help find Camilla. "Hello," I say, my voice trembling in hope that she's been found and fear that there is nothing yet.
"I've got some news," he replies, his tone serious and measured. "I'll be there right now," I say, ending the call abruptly. I hastily put on my jacket and rush out of the room.
As I descend the stairs, I'm met by Lucien and Liam coming upstairs. They look at me but I brush past them trying to walk out. "Where are you going in such a hurry?" Liam asks, his brow furrowing.
"Oh, to the gym," I reply, trying to sound nonchalant, though my racing thoughts betray my unease. "You're going to the gym dressed like that?" Lucien points out sounding annoyed.
"I can dress however I w
