“Dark hair, tall. Maybe a few years older than us. Tan. He seemed like a good guy,” she babbles. “I have good intuition. I wouldn’t have let him—”

I slam my hand against the wall next to her head, and she flinches.

“You wouldn’t have let him what? How would you have prevented anything from your little bubble down the hall?”

“I…”

I yank the door open. “Get out.”

She doesn’t hesitate. I lock the door behind her, grabbing Lux’s roommate’s chair and pushing it under the handle. I don’t know how long I have, but there must be a clue here. Somewhere she left me a sign.

Right?

She wouldn’t just disappear.

But over an hour later, I’ve found nothing. No papers, no scribbled notes, no clues.

Not even a whisper of a hint.

I finally grab the portfolio and flip through it. I imagine Sebastian did something similar. It’s what spurred his interest in the first place, the bet, everything. His own downfall began in this room, when he decided to target my girl.

The realization of what I just thought hits me. Knocks into my chest and stops me dead.

My girl.

She’s never been anything but that, but I’ve been fighting it since I saw her. Why does it take her being gone for that to click?

I grit my teeth.

I doubt Sebastian had anything to do with this. He’s in the hospital for his knee. But I need an immediate outlet for my growing anger. Someone took her, and I don’t know where to begin searching for her.

This must’ve been how Caleb felt after Margo was abducted. How helpless—but he wasn’t. He had us.

I pull out my phone and spin in a small circle. Finally, I find the photo of Sebastian and Ruby. Before I can think better of it, I hit send.

And then I call Caleb, because I’m going to need all the help I can get.

* * *

One week gone

Eli paces back and forth in front of us. His frustration comes out as energy—mine has been under wraps since Lux went missing.

This is an all-hands-on-deck situation, but we’ve hit a dead end. Her parents haven’t heard from her. Her sister hasn’t. The so-called friends she had here turned their backs on her.

I let out another growl, and Caleb shoots me a bleak look.

He knows that I’m dying on the inside.

But we keep searching.

* * *

One month gone

Winter arrived early. Only Liam comes back around now, making sure I do my homework. Football is over—we missed the chance at the playoffs by only one loss. LBU is colder without Lux.

There’s been no sign of her.