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 back against the leather of

no one says another word for the rest of the hour-long ride away from

deep into the

car slows down and Sinclair sits up in his seat, looking

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

anywhere.

says as the car comes to the end of what is basically a dirt trail honestly, the past five minutes have

around at the

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 of some great creature and revealing beneath

god,” I murmur, my eyes going wide

cool,” Sinclair corrects, shooting me a little

start to drive down a

to the window to hide his smirk, “who

I sigh, 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 would have done if he was

we 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 that they haven’t been moved in

moment. I hadn’t realized that I 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

unbuckle our seatbelts and prepare to get out of the car. The other car pulls

the move.

underground?” I

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

deem it safe

understanding, and I lift Rafe’s carrier with me as I back

two guards through the entry that leads

structure is very military As

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

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