In the car, Ainsley gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white as he sped toward the airport. His mind was spinning. Without thinking, he reached out to Jacob through their mind link. His voice was sharp, his words clipped with urgency.
“Do you know Remmy?” Ainsley asked, his tone barely contained as anxiety surged through him.
Jacob’s voice crackled through the link, his confusion evident. “Why are you looking for her?” He didn’t fully understand the gravity of the situation.
Ainsley’s voice hardened, desperation creeping into his words. “She knows where Eloise is.”
Jacob didn’t hesitate. “Understood,” he said, his voice steady despite the tense situation. “I’ll handle it. Do you need me to book you a flight?”
“No need,” Ainsley replied immediately, his tone resolute. “I’m headi
