Chapter 105

GIDEON

Two days.

Forty-eight fucking hours of silence.

No movement. No pings from her car tracker. No hits on facial recognition. Her phone? Dead. Credit cards? Untouched. No social media activity. No CCTV sightings. Sienna had vanished, like the universe decided to swallow her whole, and I—Gideon Mercer—was unraveling thread by thread.

The only thing keeping me tethered was motion.

Screens l