DEVYN’S POV

A bad feeling churned in my gut, heightening my senses.

Something was amiss.

Instinctively, I scanned the hall for any sign of Gina but there was no sign of her. She hadn’t come out of the restroom since she got in. She didn’t look happy when she saw me— well, she never did— but it had something to do with what Damien told her.

I was doing everything to not barge into the ladies’ restroom and find her myself.

I mind-linked Wilona.

‘Is Gina with you?’

‘No, ...