I woke up to see Jace with a hardened expression, holding his phone in his hand with such tightness, I thought he would crush it.
I felt my heart drop just then. My intuition did not fail me this time. Something was terribly wrong.
"Is everything okay?" I asked in concern, even when I knew it obviously wasn't.
Jace didn't answer. He just kept staring out the window overlooking the city below us like it had offended him. If he stared any harder, maybe the glass would have melted.
I slipped out of the bed and slid into my silk robe.
"Babe what's going on?"
His jaw ticked for a second before he turned to me. His hard gaze softened a bit when he stared at my face but then the softness disappeared as soon as it came.
"We have to cut our trip short, Mira. I'm sorry."
I nodded in understanding.
"But can you tell me what happened?" I asked.
"My mother was shot."
My hands flew to my mouth as a gasp escaped. Donna was shot? How? Why? By whom? The questions spiralled in my mind.
