DAMIENThe ceiling came back first.The same low stone ceiling of the motel room, the same bad light, the same chemical taste in my throat from the gas. I was on the floor, and my head felt like it had been hit twice in one day, which was accurate.I pushed up.The room was empty.Not just of Seraphina, everything, as though something important had been removed was everywhere, in the air, in the arrangement of objects that were slightly wrong from how they’d been before.“She’s gone.”Callum was in the doorway. His ankle monitor was beeping at a steady rhythm, the sound of a location being transmitted somewhere that was paying attention.I got to my feet. “Where is she?”“Safe,” he said.I looked at him.His expression was different from anything I had seen on Callum’s face in the years I’d known him. Hardened. I could barely recognize him.“Where, Callum?”“I’m not telling you that.”The beeping filled the small room between us.“You took her,” I said.“I got her out,” he said. “Bef
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