ANTONIO POV

Madame Loretta's scream tore through the quiet of the deck before I'd even finished my call.

I dropped the phone immediately, sprinting up the stairwell two steps at a time, my heart hammering with a dread I hadn't felt since the night Amy first walked into my life under circumstances neither of us had chosen. By the time I reached the upper deck, Madame Loretta was on her feet, disoriented and frantic, pointing toward the empty space at the railing where Amy should have been standing.

"She was right there." Madame Loretta said, her voice cracking with panic. "I only closed my eyes for a moment, Antonio. Just...