Dominic’s POV
“They are gone,” Mr. Bennett said with frustration clearly visible on his face as he stood in front of me.
“What the hell do you mean, gone?” I asked making both him and Ethan turn to me. They had been talking about two kids they had picked up on the road and brought here to the hotel for the Summit.
“We found them near the western border,” Ethan interjected with a defensive tone. “Two kids, twins. They looked scared and hungry, so we brought them back here to figure out who they belonged to.”
“And?” I prompted, already feeling my patience thinning.
“They slipped away,” Mr. Bennett admitted, his jaw tightening. “Smart little ones, too. Gave us the slip before we could get any answers.”
