Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 333: Underground 

Cora picks up the third call and I narrow my eyes at her even though she can’t see me. I can tell she was screening my calls and only picked up because I’d never, ever triple-call her unless something had happened.

“Ella?” I hear her worried voice say, “what’s wrong?”

“Where are you, Cora,” I demand, letting my tone tell her not to fight me.

“What -”

“Where. Are. You.”

“I’m I’m at the clinic -” she says. “What’s happening?”

“We’re sending a car for you at the clinic, now,” I say, glancing at Sinclair, who nods to me to let me know he’s on it. “Get in it immediately, Cora. Don’t speak to anyone else. Don’t ask any questions.”

“Ella,” she hesitates, her voice wavering. “I can’t-

“This is not a request, Cora,” I growl. “They came for him. They tried to take Rafe. We are sending, a car for you, and you are getting in it.”

I hear a sharp intake of breath from her side of the line, and then a moment of hesitation, and then she agrees. “All right,” she says, and I can almost see her nodding anxiously. “Okay. I’ll do it.”

I exhale a deep breath of relief and nod. “Okay. I love you, Cora,” I say, my voice wavering a little.

–

“I love you too,” she replies, with I don’t know what regret? In her voice?

But before I can ask more, she hangs up.

“The car is five minutes from her,” Sinclair murmurs, squeezing my hand again. “We’ll get her. It

will be fine.”

I say, closing my eyes and resting my head back against the leather of

no one says another word for the rest of the

into

Sinclair sits up in his seat, looking around in a

that we’ve arrived because really, it doesn’t

anywhere.

–

the end of what is basically a dirt trail honestly, the past five minutes have been a very uncomfortable ride and

around at the

and nods to the driver, who presses a button on the ceiling of the car, one of the buttons usually reserved for a garage door opener. And then my

murmur, my eyes going wide as I stare into

shooting

to drive down a steep incline into the earth. “But if you’re

Sinclair murmurs, turning to the window to hide his

shaking my head and putting a hand on Rafe, who stops screeching and looks around in wonder at the sudden change of color, “so imagine what I

before the passage opens out into a wide space, like a large underground car park. There are

let out another inhale of breath, feeling suddenly quite safe, if just for the moment. I hadn’t realized that I was waiting for that but, perhaps a little bit of me

space and Sinclair and I quickly unbuckle our seatbelts and prepare to get out of the car. The other

the move.

underground?” I ask, looking around.

Sinclair replies, “for safety. Though there are some living quarters

deem it safe to use them.”

lift Rafe’s carrier with me as I back out of the cat and shut the door

and our two guards through the entry that leads to

see that the entire structure is very military

and note that the walls, floor, and ceiling of all of

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