Grace
My stomach churned at the thought. If any of them were a part of Eason's kidnapping and they'd escaped, it really would be on my head. I scrambled for my phone, but Charles put a hand on my shoulder.
"I have eyes on all of them. Some of them are even in custody in several different police stations."
I shuddered as the relief weighed down my shoulders.
"Then who?"
"Likely the same people who drove those vans out to pick up the people with explosives," Charles said. "No other explosives have been set."
"Yet," Ethan said. "The ones that are being smuggled in like that are a part of my father's plan to make sure she steps down.... and kill off as many people for shock value."
Charles nodded. "The buses and the train?"
Ethan nodded.
"We're working on that. For now, we need
