"I found Ruby's adoptive parents," she said, skipping the pleasantries. "I am going to find clues about Ruby's whereabouts."
"And how Isabelle could have control over the echo AI?" He interrupted
"Yes," she said flatly.
There was silence for a beat.
Then Emeric exhaled. "Try not to kill anyone."
Onyx ended the call without responding.
She slipped the phone into her coat pocket, turned on her heel, and strode out. The wind caught her coat as she approached her custom black vehicle—a sleek, low beast with a matte finish and midnight-tinted windows. The engine growled to life as she slid in and took off, tires screeching slightly as she sped toward the Johns' residence.
She didn't bother to slow down when she reached the neighborhood, her presence like a storm rolling in.
She parked right in front of the modest house and stepped out, heels clicking sharply against the pavement. Her expression was unreadable as she walked to the front door and knocked once—hard.
