THANES POV.

Josh and I have been in steady contact since Marcus.

I rubbed my hand over my mouth again, staring at the box in front of me.

The study seemed eerily quiet, the air too stuffy, almost suffocating. I was supposed to be with Andera, listening to her as she talked about her expectations for our vacation of the year, but instead, I was stuck here, in a room that felt cold without her presence, with a box that seemed to be mocking me.

My phone pinned.

I pulled it out from my pockets. It was from Josh, the same message I've been receiving.

“Nothing yet.”

I bit back...