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

the rest

into the

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

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

anywhere.

to the end of what is basically a dirt trail honestly, the past

around at

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 of some great creature and revealing beneath it a metal tunnel filled with orange

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

corrects, shooting

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

the window to hide his smirk, “who ripped

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 trying

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

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

and Sinclair and I quickly unbuckle our seatbelts and prepare to get out of the car. The other car pulls up next to

the move.

all underground?” I ask,

safety. Though there are some living quarters

deem it safe

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

guards through the entry that leads

the entire structure is very military As we walk through the hallway

the walls, floor,

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