“Enough stalling, Audric. What’s wrong?” Audric tosses the scroll on the coffee table. “Bellamy’s missing.” The bottom drops out from Julien’s stomach. All around him, the temperature seems to drop five degrees. Just his own shock, he thinks, until the furniture and trees rattle in the uncontrolled wind. The disturbance lasts only a moment before Whisper jumps from the couch and grabs him by the hand.
