"Anything? Even a ping?" Hayden’s voice was sharp, cutting through the heavy quiet of Beck’s office.

It had been a few days after Miller’s arrest and a week plus since they sent the voicemail to Edward, but till now they had gotten no response.

“Am I the only one feeling like something’s wrong?” Myla asked quietly.

Jared nodded. “Not just you, baby.”

That made her chest tighten.

Beck leaned closer to the screen, brows drawing together. “Something else, ...