Evans

The weight of Hailey’s collapse was still heavy in my arms. I had carried her to the sofa, her body trembling with a grief that didn't belong to her. Nancy was staring at us from the bed, her eyes wide and haunted. The air in the room felt like it was humming with a frequency I couldn't hear but could definitely feel. It was the sound of a family being torn apart across the city.

"She's in pain, Evans," Hailey whispered, her fingers clutching my lapel. "It's so loud. Please, you have to find her."

I didn't need any more motivation. I stood up and looked at Marcus, who...