“No. Know, Grim.” I stare up at him. “I know her.”
“But she’s dead.”
She was very much alive the last time I saw her. I run to Alec’s office, grabbing my cellphone. It was recovered from the chip after Kai chucked it out a window. Returning to Jameson, I bring up her name and call her on FaceTime. It chimes a couple times, and she answers. “Drew, darling, where are you?”
“Hey, Willa. I’m at home with the Royal Bastard brothers.”
“Shit.”
Jameson grabs my phone, his body wobbling. He grips the bar to gain his equilibrium. “Willa?” he says, his voice broken.
CALL ENDED…
The end.