August's POV

It didn't take much to figure out what had happened.

Karen had almost certainly been the one who called Isabelle.

Which meant she'd been hiding somewhere this whole time.

It took Isabelle hours to get home, escorted by the security team that had already reached the city.

Every minute was torture.

The silence.

The waiting.

The helplessness.

I ended up pouring myself several glasses of whiskey just to keep from losing my mind.

I waited at home while Camille went to