Evelin's POV
"Jimmy?" I blinked at him in shock as he suddenly burst through the door, his face drained of all color. "What are you doing here?"
"Dalton mentioned you brought security. I was worried, so I came to check," Jimmy said, his voice tight with tension. His deadly glare fixed on Margot like he wanted to incinerate her on the spot.
"Yeah, I never thought Margot would actually have footage of what happened to my brother after the crash," I said.
From what I'd seen in that video—and judging by the Dracovian backdrop—it had to be right after that border conflict. Somehow, Rex had ended up there. In the clip, he looked like he was pleading with whoever sat inside that car for help.
"Footage?" Jimmy's voice cracked with disbelief.
"Yeah, a recording," I answered, passing him my phone.
The screen displayed the video Margot had forwarded crystal clear.
Jimmy's complexion turned ashen.
