Cami’s hand grips tightly to mine.

“What’s happened?” Cami demands as soon as Mia ends the call.

“Landon’s been hurt.” Mia’s eyes are full of fear as she wipes tears away. “We don’t know how badly yet.”

“But he’s alive,” Cami says. It’s not a question.

Mia’s eyes meet hers. “He’s alive.”

“When will we know more?” I ask.

“She didn’t know.” Mia buries her face in her hands and lets the tears come. I wrap an arm around Cami, but she just stares straight ahead.

“He’s going to be okay,” I murmur to her. “Landon’s a fighter.”

“He’s okay,” Cami repeats, then shakes her head, as though she’s coming out of a fog. She turns her eyes to mine. “He has to be okay.”