Chapter 439

"Maddy, don't panic, okay? I'm sure Beckett's fine. Maybe his phone just died or something," Nicholas said quickly, noticing how scared she looked and trying to calm her down. Madeleine's hands were clenched tight, and her face had gone completely pale. "No… Beckett never ignores my calls, and he'd never let his phone die. That's just not something he'd do." She knew Beckett too well—he always took care of the little things and never gave her a reason to worry. "Something's definitely happened. I know it." … Under the overpass on the outer ring road. Beckett's phone had been totally smashed and wouldn't even turn on now. He cursed under his breath, then reached for Miles's phone to call Madeleine, not wanting her to freak out. But Miles's phone was even worse off—completely wrecked. "You really are something else," Miles muttered, wincing as he leaned back against what was left of their destroyed car. "Shut up," Beckett snapped, his arm bleeding, crimson dripping steadily down his fing