Chapter Eighty

VAUGHN

Gavin put down the call, his face grim, without a flicker of hope even. My stomach dropped; the tension in the room was thick enough to strangle.

"The last call to Tessa's number was from a burner cell," he said, voice steady but heavy with implications.

"A burner cell?" I repeated, my mind racing. Burner phones weren't used for innocent reasons. They were for anonymity, secrecy, and mor