Page 11 of Caged Royal


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It feels like hours pass as we wait in that fucking room. Linc makes a dozen calls trying to call in favors to help trace the car, Mav stays busy helping Dylan, while Indi flits around like her ass is on fire, trying to distract herself from the wait.

Me, I sit with my laptop trying to trawl through some of what I found while I was searching for Octavia. There isn’t much more I can do to help with the hunt for the car right now, but if something is hidden in these files, something that might help her, then I’m going to fucking find it.

“We have a lead on the car,” Dylan says as he and Mav enter the room. “And we think we have a potential location. You guys want help going in?”

Ryker looks like he might take Dylan’s head off his shoulders, but I nod. Lincoln and Ryker might have a tenuous truce going on for the moment, but we need their help, and I’m not one to cut my nose off to spite my face. Especially when it comes to Octavia.

“We can use all the help we can get,” I say, and he grins wide.

“I was hoping you’d say that.”

My phone buzzes in my pocket as the Kings start to gear up. My eyes go wide when I see what my ping trace reports are showing. I flick to the document the trace has pulled up on my laptop and start to read.

Holy fucking fuck.

“Linc, I think I know how we can get her back and away from the Knights. For good.”

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