It had been three days since Daniel spoke to the private investigator. Three long, exhausting days of waiting, of combing through every possible lead, of calling in every favor. Daniel and his right-hand man, Richard, had worked themselves ragged, keeping their focus fixed on one single goal — finding Freya. The investigator’s words still echoed in Daniel’s mind, each passing hour adding to the restless fire in his chest.

Richard had barely slept either. He stayed close, steady, handling ...