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After the meeting is over, I catch up with Beacon. “Are you okay?”
He shakes his head. “No, G’s family is in danger.” He blows out some air, running a hand through his messy hair. “She’s in danger, and I have to be here while she’s helping her family pack. As you heard, they’re sending many off the grid and… I can’t split myself to keep an eye on everyone.”
I nod a couple of times because I understand where he’s coming from. He wants to put them all in a crystal case until the storm passes.
“Where will you be?” I dare to ask, since he’s part of the family but also an agent.
“The team and I are in charge of Seth’s security.”
“How bad is it?”
“I can’t say.”
“Manelik is joining you,” Istate, confirming my suspicions.
“Yep. He’ll be fine,” he assures me.
My phone rings a second later. It’s Lang.
“Yeah?”
“Nathalie and Elroy will be treating Anya with the support of the doctors in Chicago and Seattle,” he says. “There are a few alternative treatments that’ll help, and I’m flying those experts to you. Everyone should be there tomorrow—including your woman and her sister.”
“Wouldn’t it be best if they were in Seattle?”
“No. We want all our people away from ground zero.”
Ground zero? What is he talking about? “Did something happen that you don’t want to disclose?”
“It’s classified,” Lang says over the phone while Beacon does too.
If there’s something I’ve learned, it’s to trust their instincts. I’d rather have Siobhan beside me, making sure she’s safe.
I clasp Beacon’s shoulder. “We’ll make sure your family is okay.”
“Thank you.”
But will I be able to keep that promise?
ChapterTwenty-Nine
Siobhan
After my conversation with Mitch,Lang calls me. Anya has an appointment with the Gabe Decker, the oncologist in thirty minutes. I don’t wait to ask if we can settle in for a day or two before seeing him. I just help her get ready and we drag Rumi along with us.
When we’re at the doctor’s, we learn he already received Anya’s medical history from the doctors in Chicago.
“We’ll be running more tests when we arrive in Luna Harbor.”
“I thought you were going to treat her,” I snap, then press my lips before saying, “Sorry, I just… what’s the point of being here when we don’t know if you’ll be able to help. And there’s nothing in Luna Harbor.”
“You’ll be surprised what you can find in that small town,” Dr. Decker says, then looking at Anya he continues, “We have to be realistic. The survival rate at stage three is eighty-six percent. According to your file, you had substage B.”
“No one told me that before, what does it mean?” Her voice is almost shattering.
“It means the cancer growth has reached a part of your lymph nodes. Personally, I would’ve done a mastectomy before chemo treatments. Is there a reason they didn’t follow the protocol?”
