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.”

resting my head back against the

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

into the

little surprised when the car slows down and Sinclair sits up in his seat, looking around

way that lets me know that we’ve arrived

anywhere.

trail honestly, the past five minutes

I ask, looking around

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 of some great creature and

eyes going wide as I

corrects, shooting me

mean, it’s impressive,” I continue as we drive into the entrance and start to drive down a steep incline into the

little mate,” Sinclair murmurs, turning to the window to hide his smirk, “who ripped

wonder at the sudden change of color, “so imagine what I

into a wide space, like a large underground car park. There are a few more cars already down here, but the light layer of

hadn’t realized that I was waiting for that but, perhaps a little bit

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

the move.

all underground?” I

there are some

we deem it

with me as

guards through the

structure is very military As we walk

that the

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