LUCAS’ POV

Immediately the call ended, I sprang to my feet, and left the hotel room. I needed to know if Tray was fine. What could have happened? What could have made him sound so scared?

I took a cab, and made the long journey to Tray. All the way to his house, my heart thrummed in fear. What exactly could have happened? I dialed his number several times, but it was switched off.

“Can you please go faster?” I asked, and the driver nodded, increasing his speed.

When I got to Tray’s ...