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.”

my

word for the rest of the hour-long ride away from

into the forest.

surprised when the car slows down and Sinclair sits

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

anywhere.

past five minutes have been a very uncomfortable ride

I ask, looking around at the trees on

he says, 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 mouth drops open as, in front of us, the earth just…opens, sliding upwards like the

going wide as I stare into it. “That is so

shooting me a little

drive into the entrance and start to drive down a steep incline into the earth. “But if

Sinclair murmurs, turning to the window to hide his smirk, “who ripped someone’s throat out not two hours

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

a large underground car park. There are a few more cars already down here, but the light layer of dust on them suggests that they haven’t been moved

for that but, perhaps a little bit of me was expecting another blindside on the ride.

seatbelts and prepare to get out of the car. The other car pulls up next to us and I see Sinclair’s

the move.

underground?” I ask,

“for safety. Though there are some living quarters that

it safe to use

lift Rafe’s carrier with me as I back

through the entry that leads to the

is very

the walls, floor, and ceiling

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