“Toke?”
“Prez. Saffie’s phone’s at her apartment.”
But she’s not answering.
Prez goes completely still. “And you said you can’t get a hold of Niran?”
“He’s not answering his phone,” I tell them.
“Can’t even ping it,” Token adds.
Lost stands. “Kink thinks he’s gone to see Saffie. We can’t raise either of them on the phone. If the fuckin’ Wolves have learned her location…” Lost lets his voice trail off, before commencing again, saying firmly, “Let’s get over there, Brothers.”