Chapter 28 Dante

We were halfway across town — Lucian in the passenger seat, reading Brantley’s HR file out loud just to irritate me — when my phone rang.

Unknown number.

I almost let it go to voicemail.

Almost.

I answered with a clipped, “What?”

There was a shaky inhale.

Then—

“Dante?”

Seraphine.

Everythin...