The sun cut sharp through the blinds. Jake stood at the window in his room, staring at the view before him, shirt buttoned halfway, elbows on his knees. He wasn’t thinking about the heat of last night. He was thinking about the parts that didn’t add up.

He leaned back. Face steady. He had asked security to draw up the CCTV footage of the night before in order to find out what's amiss. Damien commented on him disappearing before the party ended and that was it, according to Damien the party ...