Percy's POV
Leaving Henderson at the hospital this morning felt wrong, but the moment I learned Tristan had vanished, I roused Deryl and we launched into pursuit mode. The bastard's escape method remained a mystery, though when I returned to find Hans at the hospital with his laboring wife, I suspected his distraction might have led to a carelessly unlocked cell door.
John proved useless, insisting he saw nothing while sleeping. My Alpha command confirmed his honesty, unfortunately.
Tristan had brutalized the guards, leaving them unconscious before bolting. Deryl and I traced his path to our territory's edge, then pushed beyond, hunting for any place he might have stopped. After an hour of tracking, we abandoned the chase and headed back.
