Isabelle had sent him so many things over the past while that his phone was giving him warnings when he finally turned it back on. As soon as he started seeing the pictures and the texts, he was heading back to New York.

It was hot. It was really damn hot. When he got to the apartment, it was still freaking hot and there was no sign of Isabelle.

So, he sent her a text to figure out where the hell she was. He can guess the Institute or a hotel since it appears like their air conditioning isn't working and no one's come out to fix it yet.