Zeke stared up at Vivian as he slowly felt every inch of body turn icy cold. Had he heard her correctly?

Please let this just be a nightmare, he thought to himself. But when he rubbed his eyes and looked up again, Vivian was still standing over him in the hallway.

"Are you absolutely sure?" Zeke asked her, rising to his feet. "Could she have stayed with a friend? Or be hiding out in a meeting room? Or something?" Each suggestion felt less and less realistic, but ...