Lorcan

As soon as we pull up at home, I jump out of the car and rush inside.

“Where is she?” I bellow to no one in particular.

“Lorcan, wait,” Mum grabs my arm.

I don’t know where she came from; I didn’t see her when I walked in. Then again, I didn’t see anyone through my angry eyes.

“Where is she?” I spit through gritted teeth.

“Who told you?”

“That is irrelevant! Where’s Gianna, Mother?”

“Don’t snap at her like that, Lorcan.”

I growl at Luther, who, in turn, rolls his eyes.

“Gianna is in the infirmary.”

I don’t wait for any more; I