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 eyes and resting my head back against

rest of the hour-long ride away

into the

down and Sinclair sits up in his seat,

that lets me know that we’ve arrived because really, it

anywhere.

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

ask, looking around at the trees on

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

my god,” I murmur, my eyes going wide as I stare

cool,” Sinclair corrects, shooting

I continue as we drive into the entrance and start to drive down a steep incline into the earth. “But if you’re claustrophobic it

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

my head and putting a hand on Rafe, who stops screeching and looks around in wonder at the

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

but, perhaps a

our seatbelts and prepare to get out of the car. The other car pulls up next to us

the move.

it all underground?” I ask, looking

Though there are

if we deem it

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

two guards through the entry

grimace when I see that the entire structure is very military

rooms we pass and note that the walls, floor, and ceiling of all of them and

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