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.”

closing my eyes and resting my head

rest of the hour-long

into

when the car slows down and Sinclair sits up in

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

anywhere.

honestly, the past five minutes have been a very uncomfortable ride and Rafe let

around at the trees

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 jaws

murmur, my eyes going wide

shooting me

continue as we drive into the entrance and start to drive down a steep incline into the earth. “But

to hide his smirk, “who ripped someone’s throat out not

I sigh, shaking my head and putting a hand on Rafe, who stops screeching and looks around in wonder at the sudden change of

don’t say anything else as the car drives a long way down the tunnel before the passage opens out into a wide space, like a large underground car park. There are a few more cars already down here, but the light layer of dust on them suggests

was waiting for that but, perhaps a little bit of me was expecting another blindside on the ride. It is good, honestly, to be here, underground, where I hope no one can

unbuckle our seatbelts and prepare to get out

the move.

it all underground?”

Though there are

deem it

as I back out

mate and our two guards through the entry that leads to

when I see that the entire structure is very military As we walk

that the walls, floor, and ceiling of

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