I'd never driven this fast in my life.
My aunt's old Honda shuddered as I pushed it past seventy on the highway, GPS guiding me toward the industrial district on the east side of town. Riley had texted me the address, along with a warning: "Don't go alone. Call the police."
But there wasn't time for police. There wasn't time for anything except getting to Kai before something terrible happened.
My hands gripped the steering wheel so tight my knuckles ached. I kept seeing that video, kept hearing his voice: "If you're watching this, I'm already gone."
"You're not gone," I whispered to the empty car. "You're not."
The city lights faded as I entered the warehouse district a maze of abandoned buildings and empty lots where legitimate businesses didn't venture after dark. This was where deals were made in shadows, where people disappeared.
Where Kai had gone to confront the man who'd killed his father.
My phone buzzed. Sophie.
