Sophia’s P.O.V

I turned to the cops, my heart hammering in my chest, and asked, “Did you manage to get the location or not?”

One of them nodded quickly. “Yes, ma’am. According to the location data, Tristan is at an abandoned warehouse right next to the airport.”

Edmund cursed under his breath, slamming his hand on the table. “This is exactly why we never found where they took Nathan before. They never moved out of the airport!”

I felt a chill run down ...