Isabella

"Issa," the voice on the other end said, and I almost dropped the phone at the sound of that nickname. My uncle was the only one who used it. Specifically, Uncle Rodrigo. I took in a sharp breath, reminding myself not to let my emotions interfere with my foresight.

"Yes, uncle," I replied, feeling myself shut off my emotions little by little.

"I'm sorry for the way this is happening, but... the last time you came—"

"Please get to the point, uncle," I interrupted.

"Oh, um... my apologies," he said. "I wanted you to know that I have a way to find Cassandra. I know this is too much...