After leaving the facility, I had one destination in mind. I needed to see Sienna, wherever that may be. I needed reassurance that she was, in fact, ok. I need to ensure that someone hadn't kidnapped her and forced her to do something against her will. As much as Damian denied Sienna's involvement, I knew she had to be involved. I just wasn't sure to what extent.Once I was back at my house, I called Sienna. The phone rang a few times, making me think that she wouldn't take my call. However, after the third ring, she finally answered."Si?" I call out, hoping to hear her voice."Ash?" She calls out, surprised to hear my voice. I find myself smiling as I hear her call my name. I was so happy to hear her voice again that I forgot to respond."Ash?" She called out once again, not sure whether I was still on the line or not. Making the cells in my brain finally kick into gear. "Where are you?" I blurt out."What?" She asks, clearly caught off guard."Where are you?" I ask again, dismissi

...Asher POV...By the time I finished my shower, Sienna had already messaged me with all the details of my trip. Well, to be frank, the details I needed to know. I still had no idea where she was located, which made me worry about her. It only just dawned on me that I hadn't checked in with her to see how she was doing for a while now. Especially since she had gone to visit her family in England. I don't know why I haven't until now. But it was clear from what she sent me that she was worried about someone finding her. I hated that I hadn't bothered to check in at least once until now to see how she was coping. I should've talked to Damian and offered to go with her to England.I didn't at the time because Sienna seemed happy. But was it all a farce? I was beginning to suspect that something was wrong. My original reason for wanting to visit her quickly diminished; instead of wanting to see her to get answers, I needed to see her to make sure she was ok. She always acts tough and st

Over the next few months, Ash and I became a well-oiled machine. Our team was absolutely perfect. It didn't take long for us to find our stride. Ash stayed in communication with Jace and informed me of any progress or rather, the lack of progress made in the interrogation with Elanora. I resumed my role as the Huntress as Ash would help me uncover potential targets. With his access, we were able to find people that were associated with Cole in one way or another. Many of which we found didn't know a thing about who he was or who he really was. They were mostly innocent people that happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.However, unbeknownst to Hunter, we managed to uncover some resources that Silvio counted on to help keep him hidden. In an attempt to see how Hunter was doing, I used the hack that Kevin had set up to spy on Hunter, which is when I uncovered Hunter's plans. While it didn't seem as though he was doing anything to find Silvio, he was actually spending his

...Sienna POV...I attempted to open my eyes, but my vision was blurred, making everything appear fuzzy. My head was pounding as if I had slammed my head against concrete. I took a deep breath and hissed as I attempted to move my head upwards."Take it slow." A familiar voice comments."Where am I?" I question, not quite sure what happened."You don't remember?" The voice asks, making me shift my head up slightly to find where the voice is coming from. Which is when I noticed I couldn't move my arms. Instantly, I begin to panic, wondering why I can't move.My eyes shoot open as I take a glance around the room. I recognize my bedroom and realize that I'm tied to a chair."What's going on?" I ask whoever is in the room with me.Ignoring the pain in my neck, I raise my head to look around my room, which is when my gaze lands on the last person I ever suspected. Asher."Untie me!" I shout, growing increasingly frustrated."I'm sorry. But I can't. At least not yet." He comments, making me

...Sienna POV...When I woke up, it felt like someone had slammed my head against the concrete floor repetitively. My head was pounding, and my vision was rather blurred. I was confused and disoriented. I couldn't remember what happened, which was causing my head to hurt the more I forced myself to recall the events. I closed my eyes, unable to keep them open for long periods, as the light only contributed to my headache.I could hear the faint sounds of someone talking but couldn't figure out who it was or who they were talking to. It was almost as though they were talking to themselves, as the conversation seemed to be one-sided. I could only make out one person talking. Did that mean that whoever was here was clinically insane, as they were having a full-blown conversation with themselves? Or was there more than one person here? Or were they on the phone?I strained my hearing to be able to detect whose voice I could hear, but nothing seemed to help. Rather, just the attempt made t