HELENA REED POV

Father was probably doing fine, right?

I paced the room, my eyes fixed on nothing in particular as my thoughts spiralled.

If anything went wrong, I would be solely responsible because I'd been the one to lure Father out by pretending to be sick.

Lucien had knocked out the guards that came with him before taking him away—at least that's what he told me. He also told me that if I played my part right, we'll have at least two days before the rest of his guards caught on to what was happening... but what if he was wrong?

What if right now, the guard already figured...