Jason was slowly losing his mind. They found Phoebe’s phone in seconds after a sweep of the area as they removed the bodies, and he gripped it tightly because it was the only thing still containing her scent. He needed to stay calm. Phoebe was counting on him.
Luke stood beside the SUV with a laptop on top of the hood. He wore headphones and a mic as he coordinated with various teams, and they expanded their search. It was clear neither target was at the stadium.
The tracker in Phoebe’s shoe was pinging reliably and had settled a short time ago. Unless they had thrown out her shoes, then it was safe to assume the destination had been reached. Luke announced the address located in Lower Mount Royal.
“Mean anything to you?” Jason demanded of Thomas, still kneeling on the ground.
“Y-yes,
