Chapter 131 Alina Knows?

• Sheila POV:
• By the time I drive through the wrought-iron gates of the mansion, my hands are trembling so badly I can barely keep them on the wheel. I half expect to see Alina on the drive with a pitchfork, just like I joked to Jace. But it's empty out there. Its just the mansion, the dark oppressive night laying over everything like a blanket.
• My headlights sweep across the courtyard, and the first thing I notice makes my heart sink: Jace’s car isn’t here.