Without her, I’m worried Nico will die, and with him, Pablo is at risk. Our bonds are all intertwined. Whoever took Rosa didn’t fucking care about our happiness or the living hell we’re in now.
A scream rips through the air, and I gasp as I twirl in a circle.
“Verona. What is it?” Ciro leaves Nico to jog toward me and I shake my head, knowing I look insane. My eyes are wild, my anxiety is making my hands clench in pain, and my heart is pounding.
“Did you hear that?” I hiss, my teeth grinding together. “There was a scream.”
Nico stumbles toward us, shaking his head. “I didn’t hear anything. Fuck. I can’t…”
His eyes roll back as he passes out, and I flinch in pain, pressing my lips together to hold back a scream. God, this is a nightmare and a horror movie melded together. Every second reveals a new dimension of awfulness.
“Verona.” My eyes tear away from Nico to meet Ciro’s gaze. “Just because we didn’t hear it doesn’t mean shit. Go find Easton and follow the screams. I’ll stay with Nico.”
Nodding, I begin walking away from them, flinching every time I hear a scream. Tears overflow as feelings of helplessness fill me. I’m not going to get there in time.
If Rosa dies, it’ll be my fault. I asked for a sign, and here it is.
Alpha up.Sucking in a lungful of air, I dash away my tears with trembling hands as I stand in front of a brick building. I don’t know how, but this is it.
Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I search for a police officer before I text Easton. He has a radio to talk to other officers, and I don’t know if he’ll be checking his phone.
“Hey,” I hiss, waving at an officer in tactical gear.
“I’m working here, lady.”
“I need you to call Easton Mayor on your radio if you value your job,” I reply instead, ignoring his dismissive attitude. “I found Rosalia Domino, and she’s inside this building. Don’t ask how I know this, I just do.”
“I don’t work on fairytales, ma’am. No offense, but that girl is dead.”
Fuck that.
Me
Easton, I found her. It would be stupid for me to go in alone, but I’ll fucking do it. The police force is worthless.
A second later the officer’s radio crackles to life, and his eyes widen.
“That’s what I thought, asshole.”
Turning back to the building’s door, I try to open it, only to find it locked.
“Wait. We’re bringing together a team,” the officer says.
Fuck their team.
“Verona.” Dario appears at my side, his brows pulled down as he sees how unsettled I am. “Talk to me.”
“How are your lockpicking skills?” I ask. “Our girl is inside. I swear it.”
“They’re good. Hold tight, and I’ll get us in.”
I decide I want to learn how to pick locks then and there. I never want a locked door to be the reason I can’t get inside somewhere. My thumb rubs over my weapon as I glance at my phone, seeing Easton’s response.
Easton
I’m pulling everyone I trust and sending them your way. Our people will beat them there. Head in as soon as they get there. If you can’t wait, I’ll understand.
My eyes shutter as another scream wracks my mind. It’s full of pain, and makes it difficult to breathe as I begin to pant to keep from passing out. I’m weaving on my feet from the strain, the only thing holding me together is how close we are to our girl.
