Nathan's POV

The sickening emptiness of the lab was a cold, bitter defeat. He had moved her. It was a trap. A cruel, vicious trap designed to break my spirit. I stood in the middle of the room, my mind a storm of despair and frustration. I had been so close. So close to getting her back. But I had failed. Again.

I couldn't just stand there. I had to do something. I had to find a clue. I had to find a sign, a trace, anything. "Search the whole place!" I commanded, my voice a low, furious ...