‘Tell him you’re talking to Gavin,’ the spirit said, and I didn’t hesitate. “Gavin’s spirit is here. He’s telling me he knows where Cal and Naomi are. Damian took them. We have to go now.” Vox froze. I had never seen the mercenary look shocked before. His face was usually an impassive, grumpy wall. But the second Gavin’s name left my mouth, his silver eyes widened, and his lips parted in shock.
Im gna cry
