Cleopatra had taken her sister to a secluded location on the outskirts of the city. An abandoned warehouse that her organization used for situations requiring discretion. The kind of place where concrete floors made cleanup easy and the nearest neighbors were too far away to hear anything.
Ella stood in the middle of the vast empty space, confusion and growing anxiety warring on her face. She'd gotten into Cleopatra's car willingly when her sister said she was taking her to Kyle. Said he was in trouble, needed help, that time was critical.
But this wasn't anywhere near where Kyle would be.
"Where is he?" Ella asked, her voice echoing slightly in the empty warehouse. "You said you were taking me to Kyle."
