Chapter 81

Chapter 81

Camille’s phone buzzed on her nightstand, pulling her from a dreamless sleep. The screen glowed with Alexander’s name. Not a text message, but an actual call at, she squinted, 5:36 AM. “Hello?” Her voice was rough with sleep.

“Look out your window.” Alexander’s voice held an energy that made her sit up straight.

“It’s not even dawn,” she protested, but was already moving to the floor-to-

ceiling glass that showcased the Manhattan skyline.

“East. Toward the water.”