Lucien called Sebastian at twelve forty-three.
Sebastian was on his lunch break, sitting in his car outside the catering company, eating a sandwich he hadn't tasted. His phone buzzed on the passenger seat and he looked at the screen and felt something cold move through him before he even answered.
Lucien never called during the day.
"Yeah," he said.
"Where are you right now." Lucien's voice was different. Stripped of everything Sebastian had known his whole life.
"Work. Why."
"You need to go to Kya. Right now."
Sebastian sat up straight. "What did you do."
"It wasn't me. I didn't know the full plan." Lucien stopped. Restarted. "She was taken from a clinic this morning. They have her in a building on Crane Street. Under construction. Fifty floors."
The sandwich hit the floor.
"Luc
