Chapter 74

Callum staggered, nearly losing his balance. The air around him seemed to thin, making it almost impossible to breathe. After a long pause, he forced out two words through clenched teeth. "Find her." His voice was hoarse, laced with a fear he'd never known. Without another word, he turned and bolted for the elevator like a madman. … At 1:30 am, the beltway was thick with the sharp sting of burnt smoke. Nadia's once-familiar car lay there—a twisted, blackened wreck of charred metal. Firefighters were wrapping up their work. Fortunately, after careful inspection, there was indeed no one inside the car. Behind the police tape, Callum's gaze never strayed from the twisted wreck. An invisible hand seemed to squeeze his heart, painful and relentless. There was another group at the scene. Leading them was a man Callum recognized—Milo Fisher, one of Samuel's men. They'd arrived before him. That meant Samuel already knew—and was already taking action. Callum scanned the area. The highw