We didn’t move for a full minute.

Adrian stared at the screen.

Vanessa muttered to someone on the phone.

I stood there, numb, the warm afternoon sun suddenly feeling like ice sliding down my spine.

“She wouldn’t—” I started, but the words wouldn’t settle.

Adrian looked at me. “We don’t know anything yet.”

“Is it real?” I asked quietly.

Vanessa lowered the phone. “She was taken by ambulance. Alone. Hotel staff found her unconscious in the bathroom. No family ...