The Plan
The sun was just beginning to rise when my phone buzzed insistently on the nightstand. Groggily, I reached over Sébastien's sleeping form and grabbed it, squinting at the screen. It was Ryan. Instantly, a wave of unease washed over me. Ryan wouldn't call this early unless something was seriously wrong.
"Christine," Ryan's voice was urgent, "I just found out that Nadia is in Mexico and that Jackie stole my keys. She broke into your family home."
My heart skipped a beat. "What? When did this happen?"
"Last night. I was out when I got a call from security about suspicious activity at the house. I checked the footage and saw Jackie sneaking around. She must have copied the keys before returning them. Nadia's whereabouts only came to light this morning."
Sébastien stirred beside m
