Amy Stone
The silence that followed James’s report felt heavier than air. My heart thudded painfully against my ribs as Kael lowered his phone, his jaw tight, eyes unreadable.
“Well?” I asked, my voice barely steady, fingers clutching the hem of my robe.
Kael exhaled slowly before meeting my eyes. “James checked every ward, every record. There’s no one named Peter admitted to Gem’s City Hospital.”
“What?” I blinked in disbelief. “That’s impossible—he just called me! He said he’d been shot!”
Kael moved closer, his expression cautious. “Amy, maybe it was a setup. Someone wanted to lure you out tonight. James said the staff didn’t even have a patient with that description.”
I shook my head. “Peter would never joke like that. He knows how serious this is.” My throat tightened. “He was tr
