Wendy’s POV

The room felt colder after Ryan left the room. His words echoed in my head, tightening my chest until it hurt badly.

"Because Edward always wins."

George stood still, his fists clenched beside him, his face was pale, tight with a quiet, almost dangerous rage.

My hand touched his arm. “George?”

His jaw is tight. “I should’ve known.”

“You couldn’t have.”

He shook his head. “Ryan’s been in this from the start. He’s been feeding Edward information this whole time.” His lips curled darkly. “And we trusted him.”

I swallowed hard. “What do you think is going to happen?”

George’s gaze was immediately darkened. “I will find Gerald...