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Striding back toward her, I watch as her eyes widen when I place the device in her hand. “Our numbers are already programmed in. I also took the liberty of adding your mom’s and Rhea’s.” She nods in response, likely dumb-founded that I didn’t cause an issue over it.
“Thank you,” she whispers, frozen in place as she continues to look up at me.
“Don’t thank me yet.”
It’s not in regards to the cell and she knows it. I watch her gulp, gripping the phone like her life depends on it as she tries to come up with a response but falls short.
With one final nod, I almost reach out to squeeze her arm, but I manage to refrain. I don’t look back as I head for the door again, rolling my shoulders to rid them of the tension threatening to creep through my muscles.
I’m ready for answers and some fucker is going to give them to me or face the consequences of my wrath.
Before we left the property, we arranged for ten of our best men, who understood the responsibility that rested on their shoulders, to guard the house. I’m quite sure Malik advised them that if anything should happen and they didn’t die trying to save her, then they’d only wind up dead at our hands for the disservice.
Those are the kind of words that usually tumble from my mouth, but it seems I’m not the only one feeling the severity of the situation.
After much discussion, we decided there was only one place to start our search, a place we haven’t visited in a while.
The Redvellions.
Their compound is nestled in the hills that circle a waterfall at the opposite end of Hollow Pier. It’s run down and vile, but absolutely perfect for whatever the fuck they get up to.
I should have dug deeper when Noose showed up with the pound of flesh and a fake mark, but I wasn’t thinking clearly. And now they’ve shown up again, only this time they're attacking and when Harmonia burns one of them alive to protect herself, she ends up with the same mark.
It can’t be a coincidence. If anyone has answers, it has to be them. I don’t know what games they’re trying to fucking play here, but they’ve made a huge mistake involving Harmonia.
“Are we ready?” Talon asks, the transporter beside him waiting patiently as I run my eyes over the enforcers we have present.
It’s not often we bring them out, to be honest. We keep everything to the three of us as much as possible. There’s a lot of blood on our hands, but since we three were destined to be Furies, we try not to smear that on theirs too.
I count the heads I can see one final time before I nod. There’s the three of us, and twenty more trained men at the ready, including the transporter. We don’t know what we’re going to be walking into, and this could be a set up, so a show of strength will work in our favor.
“Let’s roll out.” I snap my fingers, changing from my clean-cut suit to my chosen outfit I wear when things get… dirty.
Matching Malik in my black tee, black tac pants, and black combat boots, I look nothing like the business man I try to project the rest of the time. Now, I’m standing among my brothers as who I’m truly meant to be; unceasing.
I will be resilient.
I will never stop.
I am relentless.
Cracking my neck from side to side, the transporter opens the portal to allow us to travel as a group and I take the first step toward the billowing black smoke. I let the portal consume me for the briefest of seconds before I appear at the tree-lined edge of the Redvellions compound.
I’m hoping to walk in and get answers without any mess or need to use the additional men waiting in the shadows, but I’m also ready to take heads if necessary.
Looking up at the mountain dotted with greenery and drenched in the afternoon sun, it looks like a stunning area to go hiking. But what lies beneath is entirely different.
Magic hides the entryway, but I know exactly where to look, as do Talon and Malik. I step forward, leaving Malik to give the orders to the men while Talon takes a wider path, making sure we have a visual on everything and anything possible.
Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath, and when they reopen I know they’re shining white, my magic flaring to the surface. Tuning into my surroundings better, I hear as well as feel the slight breeze blowing around us, the sound of the leaves as they rustle along the forest floor a few feet in front of me, and I can smell the damp grass underfoot. But most of all, with my senses heightened like this, I can see magic if it’s there to be seen.
I can always tell who or what kind of magic is coming depending on the color. It’s crazy and bizarre, but something I almost love about my skill, even if I only get to do it when someone’s aiming their magic at me.
Keeping my stride, Malik murmurs quietly, barely above a whisper, but I can hear him perfectly clear even though he’s a good distance behind me. “All clear from behind.”
I don’t offer a response because he doesn’t need one. We’ve communicated like this enough times. “All good to the left,” Talon adds, and I somehow stand a little taller, apprehension creeping through my veins as I ready myself for whatever is waiting for us beyond the boulder.
It sits tall and proud ahead of me, the kind of stone that would have you itching to climb and explore as a child. But in actual fact, it leads the way into the hellish world of the Redvellions.
