Caius’ POV

I returned to the table, but Selene was gone. Her purse and phone were still there.

I picked them up, my brows furrowing. Where would she go without her things? That wasn’t like her.

A sudden, sharp dread struck my chest. Something was wrong.

I asked the receptionist if they had seen a young woman matching her description, but they shook their heads. “No one like that has come through today.”

Panic crawled beneath my skin. I searched the restrooms, then immediately called for ...