Declan
Grayson was standing in the lobby when I entered the police station, and immediately crossed the room to me when he saw me. I met him halfway.
“No news yet?" I asked, pulling out my phone. With everything going on with Henley, I hadn't had time to call him yet.
Grayson shook his head. “No, not yet. I'm hoping we hear something soon." He looked into my eyes. “How's Henley?"
I sighed, wondering how much to tell him. But then I thought the truth was best. “She went into shock when she heard."
Grayson's eyes nearly bugged out of his head. “Seriously? And you left her alone?"
I shook my head. “No. My driver is staying with her, in case she needs anything, and he's one of the most trustworthy people I know. But when I left, she was upstairs in bed asleep. I left her phone on the nig
