“What’s the plan?” I ask Z even though grumbles are still coming through.
“We found the girls.” Axe responds.
“It’s the same wing they held us in.” I can hear Billie in the background.
“Probably the most secure.” I mumble not to anyone.
Z glances over at me, nodding again.
“Who’s even still alive that knows about it?” Billie asks in the distance again.
“It was some old guy,” Drew starts.
“What?” Axe asks.
“Yeah, he said he took Low because he knew he’d need a way to keep me in line.” She pauses as if she’s trying to remember exactly what he said. “Oh, yeah!” she gasps. “He kidnapped Ella and Mom.”
“When she was pregnant with you.” Z says from next to me.
“What?” I ask.
“Yeah. How’d you know?”
The gunshot through the comms silences us.
“Shit,” I mumble. “Who?”
“Here,” Jag says.
“Good idea,” Z points at me. “Yeah, if there’s fire coming from anywhere, call it out so we know. Also, Axe get all the girls out.”
“Marc,” Axe responds, I can hear the hatred in his voice alone.
“What?”
“That’s his name.” He repeats himself.
“Shit,” Ace mumbles, I think finally hearing the conversation, and I can hear the keyboard clicking. “You’re right. He’s the ex-fed who went to prison after he almost killed me. And he got out right after Ash and Caroline were killed.”
“Right after?” Drew asks.
“Motherfucker,” I mumble, causing Z and the others to look over at me. “He set it up.”
“He was in prison.” Z reminds me.
“Yeah. So, he has a partner…”
“Who?”
Our detective work is cut short as the gunshots echo more.
“Fuck,” Zeke grumbles out before our group all picks up the speed. I follow behind Z as he maneuvers throughout the tunnels and, unfortunately for me, back towards the old waiting room.
“Oh, no,” I mumble.
“What?” Drew asks, concerned.
“Nothing, we’re just heading to the waiting room.”
