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Not that he can see? What kind of answer was that?

Something about that frightened me more.

“Put him on speaker.”

Alaric.

Cold again.

London tapped the screen. Guild’s voice filled the room. Wind rushed around him. An engine idled somewhere nearby.

“Guild.”

“I’m here.”

Alaric stepped closer. “Talk to me.”

A pause.

“She was walking in the middle of the road.”

“Alone?”

“Yes.”

“Anyone behind her?”

“No.”

“Vehicle?”

“Nothing.”

“Track?”

“Already looking.”

Alaric’s jaw clenched. “What condition?”

Another pause.

Too long.

“Guild.”

“She’s alive.”

“That wasn’t my question.”

Silence.

Then Guild breathed out. “I don’t know.”

My heart slammed against my ribs.

“What does that mean?” I demanded.

Guild heard me. “Nyssa?”