Daniel’s POV

Lila Dubois. Her name flashed on my phone screen. I stared at it. She was the last person I expected to hear from, especially after our little ruse at the bar. She was sharp. Too sharp. She probably saw right through me. But she was also Sienna's closest friend. And that meant something.

I answered the call. "Dubois," I stated. No pleasantries.

"Daniel. I need to talk to you. Now. It's about Evan." Her voice was devoid of her usual biting sarcasm. It was all business. All ...