Chapter 378

The door swung open, and Matthew rushed in, his face pale with worry. He had been out all night, making calls, searching for leads—anything to find Jessica. The second he walked in, though, he felt the tension thick in the air.

His heart pounded. Something was wrong. Something had happened.

“What’s going on?” His voice was tight, almost fearful.

Lucas lifted his head. His eyes were red-rimmed, filled with an emotion Matthew couldn’t quite place. Then he turned to Liam, who looked shaken. But it was Brandon’s expression that sent a wave of cold panic through him. His face was hollow, a storm brewing beneath the surface.

Matthew’s stomach clenched. His throat went dry.

“Oh God,” he whispered. “No, no, no! Don’t tell me—Jessica’s dead?!” His voice cracked, his body trembling as he took a shaky step backward. “No! She can’t be—”

Brandon’s head snapped up, his eyes flashing with anger. “She’s not dead,” he snapped.

Matthew froze, his breath comin