Echoes of Absence

DANTE

It has been days since the incident, and still, nothing. No leads. No sightings. No whispers in the underground that could point me in her direction. Every report my men bring me sounds the same, hollow and useless, like they are all afraid to say the one thing they know I refuse to hear.

I have not slept. Not even for an hour.

Every time I close my eyes, she is there. Cassia’s face appears