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It rang…
And rang.
Then went to voicemail. I spun, meeting Riven’s dark stare. He gave a nod. “Call again, maybe this time he might answer?”
But that sinking feeling took hold, gripping me tight as I swiped and called again.
“The same.” I shook my head as it was answered by that recorded message once more.
“Riven…look at this,” Kane called from the living room.
We left the kitchen behind and rushed to where Kane stood in front of the TV. He turned as we neared. “I saw this on before, Thom seemed mesmerized by it, muttering to himself.”
I focused on the image of a man. A Priest.
“Cassius.” Riven glanced at Kane.
“He’s from St. Augustine’s.”
Riven turned back, his eyes widening. “Now, that’s not good.”
We all lifted our gaze to the floor above and Thom’s bedroom. Riven was the first to move, heading for the stairs.
“Riven, wait!” Kane called. “Let’s not invade his space.”
“Fuck his space.” Riven threw over his shoulder, taking the stairs two at a time.
He was right. This was no time for niceties. Not when the safety of those we loved was on the line. But what the hell did all this have to do with a missing Priest? And from Thomas’s own church.
Riven pushed open the bedroom door and stepped in, expecting us to follow. The room was neat, neater than I’d seen it in a while. A quick scan of the space and Riven opened the door to the bathroom and flicked on the light. He was barely gone a second before he returned, then stopped suddenly, his head jerking to the corner. He stepped over to the wastepaper basket, reached in, and turned, holding his brother’s black trousers and a white shirt…splattered with blood.
I swallowed hard at the mess, then moved closer to lift the shirt free. It wasn’t just light spots of blood you might get flicking a cut hand…it was drenched.
“You want to fight about invasion of privacy now, brother?” Riven lifted his gaze to Kane.
Kane moved closer, reached up to grasp the edge of the shirt, and stared at the mess. “Fuck no.”
“Someone must know where he’s headed.” Riven snapped.
My mind was racing, remembering the cagey way he’d acted when I’d caught him talking to Caleb. I’d known something was going on, something he didn’t want me to know about. Was it London? Had London said something?
“I saw him with Caleb when we were at London’s. They were talking, it looked serious,” I said. “When I asked him about it, he got all cagey and secretive. Maybe London knows something?”
Riven looked pissed as he lifted his cell. “If that bastard knows what my brother has done, I swear to God, I’ll ruin that square fucking jaw of his.”
But the moment the call was answered, we knew something was very wrong.
“What is it, I’m dealing with a problem here!” London barked as Riven put him on speaker. Vivienne’s worried tone slipped through in the background. ”It’s okay, Wildcat. We’ll find him.”
“What the hell is going on?” Riven snarled.
“Colt’s missing. Took off about fifteen minutes ago, wouldn’t tell us why. Vivienne is stressed.”
Riven’s eyes widened as he lifted his gaze to mine. “Us too, that’s why I’m calling. Thomas took off just now, not saying a damn word.”
Suddenly there was silence on the other side. “And you think Colt has something to do with it?”
“I think he’s meeting Thom.”
