Dante’s POV

My brother and I have gotten good at reading each other’s minds over the years. Even when we’ve had our simple spats, we’ve stayed intertwined with one another. But this feels different, we are different, and being away from our favorite girl has changed everything.

Ryder is laboring over his computer set up in our downtown office, trying to catch a ping off the tracker we had sewn into most of Eden’s shorts.

She wouldn’t have ...