The penthouse was quiet except for the faint hum of the city outside, lights spilling in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Chloe sank into the velvet couch, pulling her knees up beneath her. Zoe and Melinda flanked her on either side, their eyes sharp, waiting for her to speak.

Zoe leaned in first, arms crossed. "So? You disappeared for days. I don't think you can just come back here without providing us with details. Spill."

Chloe let out a tired laugh, brushing her hair back from her ...