Eve's POV
Maya had been gone for nineteen minutes when Raphael's car came through the estate gates.
Nineteen minutes. Maya had gone forty feet to get water and had been gone for nineteen minutes and the estate.....the warded, protected, supposedly impenetrable estate.....had simply let it happen.
Eve was sitting on the bedroom floor.
She wasn't sure exactly when she'd moved from the bed to the floor.
The pack was searching. Every available person, every corner of the estate and the grounds beyond it. Marcus had taken the exterior. Catherine had locked down the interior. Security footage was being reviewed in real time.
Forty feet. A corridor Eve had walked a thousand times.
Nineteen minutes.
She went to get water, Eve kept thinking. She was coming right back.
The door opened and Raphael came in first. Elena behind him, her bag still over her shoulder.
Raphael looked at Eve on the floor.
