What kind of mess has the Black Gate gotten themselves into this time? Are things really so bad that they're going after Susanna again and again?

Hull's voice cut through the living room, cold as January rain.

"Not Black Gate."

He sounded like he was holding back a storm, his jaw clenched with frustration.

Stella blinked, confused. "What?"

"Not Black Gate?" she repeated, glancing instinctively at Ronald.

Ronald caught her eye, a flicker of understanding passing between them. He knew exactly who it was.

Stella gulped. "Wait... you mean, my sister?"

For once, she was actually quick on the uptake.

Hull's face darkened even further, if that was possible.

Stella grimaced. "So it really was Yvonne?"

Hull didn't bother answering. His silence said it all.

Ronald raised an eyebrow at Hull, then turned to Stella. "Call your sister."

it," she replied, already pulling out her phone

Nothing. Straight to voicemail.

helplessly at

the temperature in the room drop. He must have tried calling her on the way here,

was tense. "She got

Yvonne always had a backup plan-of course she had another phone. Hull probably

quickly tried the other

Still no luck.

"Switched off too."

Yvonne was going to be

"Any others?" Hull pressed.

head.

basically meant Yvonne had disappeared. Just like

only called

managed to

The least

before

whose expression was now

Stella a look. "Star, you finished

she hadn't, she doubted she could get a bite down with Hull glowering

look. "Go get changed, I'll

upstairs, though she still felt a little guilty. Yvonne had whisked Susanna away, but it was Stella who'd made the call that set it all in motion. No wonder Hull was glaring holes through

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