Sebastian didn’t speak as he walked down the hall, phone still clutched in his hand like it might break if he let go.

Callista followed in silence, barefoot and fully alert now. Whatever haze remained from her nap had been burned away by the tension radiating from him.

Inside the study, Sebastian shut the door with a quiet click, then moved to his desk. He tapped a few commands onto his tablet, pulled up a video file, and turned the screen toward her.

“These just came in,” he said. ...