CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Blade: I found Brooke.
The text came in at 6:43 am.
I woke up, hearing the buzz, and grabbed the phone from the nightstand. It took a second for the brevity of those words to sink in. Blade wouldn’t lie. Not this time. The timing wasn’t right for that. No. This was the truth.
I glanced over, but Kai wasn’t next to me. The bathroom door was closed, so I couldn’t see to his side. I decided not to think about where he might’ve gone.
I sat up and texted back.
Me: Where?
Blade: 44, 93
They were coordinates. I plugged them in and stared a moment.
I felt a burn starting in my gut.
The train went to Winnipeg. It made sense for her to go south on 29, then take 94 all the way to Minneapolis in Minnesota. It was a seven-hour drive. Seven. Hours. The train might’ve been
