Of course it does.
A single message.
No number.
No trace.
Just words.
COME FIND HER.
My grip tightens.
Not shaking.
Never shaking.
But tight.
Because this—
This is it.
The ground shifting under us.
Exactly like he said.
I look at Logan.
No hesitation.
No doubt.
Just us.
Together.
But now—
Now we’re moving wherehewants us.
And that’s the most dangerous place we can be.
“We go,” I say.
Logan studies me for half a second.
Measuring.
Trusting.
Then—
“Together.”
Always.
But this time—
