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"He's not missing."

"No."

"He was."

Morrow studies me carefully.

"You came."

The words are quiet. I frown.

"What?"

His eyes move between me and Carys.

"I knew you would."

A chill moves through me.

"What does that mean?"

He doesn't answer. Carys steps between us slightly. Protective.

I notice. Of course I notice. Because even after everything…

She is still the kind of person who puts herself between danger and someone else.

"Rhett."

The way she says my name is a warning.

"How much do you know?"

"Enough to know this situation is not normal."

She gives a humorless laugh.

"Finally, something we agree on."

I glance around the room. The house feels wrong. Not unsafe. Wrong.

Like something has disturbed the balance.

"Show me."

Her expression hardens.

"No."

"Carys."

"No."

I step closer. Not enough to threaten. Enough to make sure she understands.

"People are missing."

"I know."