Kane’s POV
My heart hadn’t stopped racing since I watched Evelyn pull away from the house and leave the estate. I rushed through the house, heading straight for my office, where I grabbed the phone and promptly called Cheryl’s home.
My first call was missed, along with the next several. With every call that didn’t go through, my heart dropped lower and lower into my stomach.
I needed to speak to Evelyn. The only thing I had was those quick spare seconds of her getting into the back of a car. She looked so frail...so weak.
The distinctive redness in her eyes told me that she’d been crying for a while. And I knew well enough that it was my fault. But that was why I needed to speak to her.
I had to explain what happened the night before. I could hardly believe what Henri had told me as
