Chapter 42: The First Clue
An hour later, Bella sat in Dante's office, her fingers tapping restlessly against the wooden desk.
Dante was across from her, his arms crossed, his muscles tense with frustration.
Sage had delivered the list.
Three names.
Chase Peterson.
Gavin Torres.
Lena Martinez.
Bella frowned.
"Gavin's one of the dungeon guards. It makes sense that he was there."
Dante nodded. "And Lena?"
Sage hesitated.
"She's a healer. She was sent to check on the prisoner earlier today."
Bella's stomach twisted.
Because something felt wrong.
She tapped her fingers against the desk, her mind racing.
"Where's Lena now?" she asked.
Sage sighed. "She went home after her shift ended. But she seemed… nervous."
Dante's blue eyes sharpened.
"Nervous how?"
Sage hesitated. "Like she was afraid of something."
Bella's pulse quickened.
"Then we start with her."
Dante nodded.
"Find her. Now."