JAKE’S POV

I didn’t sleep that night. I was too worried to sleep, too scared that I might receive yet another bad news and too confused trying to calculate the next step to take.

I sat in my car outside the police station long after the officers went back inside, gripping the steering wheel like it was the only thing keeping me anchored to reality. Gold’s face haunted me each time I dare to close my eyes. I could see Ethan face, his death replayed like a curse. Adrian’s voice ...