Dante didn't wait for the security teams.

He ran. Out the door. Down the stairs. Following the muddy footprints that disappeared into the darkness beyond the floodlights.

"Leo!" His voice tore through the night. "LEO!"

Sienna was right behind him. Barefoot. Still in pajamas. Heart hammering so hard she thought it might burst.

The footprints led into the woods. Deep. Away from the house.

They found the first guard fifty yards in. Slumped against a tree. Unconscious but breathing.

"Check him," Dante ordered.

Sienna pressed fingers to his neck. Strong pulse. "He's alive. Just out."

They kept moving. Found two more guards. Same state. Unconscious. No visible injuries.

"Drugged," Dante...