"What happened?" Kal said, breaking the silence after half an hour of driving. He'd guessed that Greyson didn't want to talk before, judging by Greyson's pissed off expression.

"Rogue." Greyson spat his name out like it was poison. "On her fucking birthday off all days."

"What did he do? All I heard was Indianna screaming and then you mind linked for me to drive," Kal said.

"He sent her texts."

"How did he even get her number!" Kal gasped.

"I don't know," Greyson snapped. "I don't want to think ...