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“I wanted to see the sea. What areyoudoing here?” My eyes connected with his, and it suddenly felt like all the layers had been stripped away. For one moment, it was just us. Zayde and Fallon.
It only lasted for a moment before reality intruded and I remembered why I needed to keep my distance. When I stumbled backwards, his eyes flashed with something I couldn’t identify, his jaw tightening, but he remained where he was.
He studied me, his tension fading away, and that annoyingly sexy smirk curved over his lips. “I wanted to go for a ride.” Butterflies fluttered inside of me as amusement danced in his gaze. Fuck him. I couldn’t help the way my body reacted to his presence. I was only human, and he was a god. Despite my brain screaming at me, reminding me of what he’d done, I wanted nothing more than to close the distance between us, to feel his body against mine, to kiss that smirk from his lips. Somehow, I resisted, turning away from him, back towards my original destination.
“Goodbye,” I murmured.
I kept walking, and I didn’t look back.
There was no one around to witness the hitch in my breath when I heard him ride away.
* * *
“I’m not going to be the one to throw the first punch.” Zayde dodged to the side, and Tim’s fist swung at him. I shouted, desperate and panicked, and they both twisted towards the noise, even though they were already in motion. The momentum of their movements meant that Tim carried on lunging towards Zayde. Zayde’s foot came out, and then Tim was gone.
I sat bolt upright in bed, gasping for breath, the vivid nightmare so fresh in my mind that I was shaking all over.
Tim had died because Zayde had tried to bring him down, right by the gap in the wall.
That was something I couldn’t forget.
FOURTEEN
My phone rang, instantly jarring me out of my sleep. I swept it up, hitting the Answer button. “Yes?”
A disembodied, robotic voice spoke. THIS IS PROMETHIUM. CODE BLUE ALERT.
The call cut off, leaving my phone blinking the time. 3:40 a.m. on Sunday morning.
Fuck.
Launching myself out of the bed, I yanked my bedroom door open and ran to Caiden’s room, hammering on his door. Weston’s door was already open, and he flew out of his room with his phone in his hand and a wild look in his eyes. He was closely followed by Lena. He hammered on Cassius’ door, shouting through the wood.
“Code fucking blue! Downstairs now!”
When we were all assembled in the computer room and all the monitors were on, Weston typed madly on the keyboard while Lena scrolled through windows on her laptop browser, hooked up to one of the monitors.
The tension was at an all-time high. A code blue alert could only mean one thing.
Caiden paced up and down, muttering under his breath, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides. Every now and then, he’d stop to drag a hand through his hair, tugging at the strands.
Weston was in the secure chat, typing as Nitro to his hacker boss, Promethium. West still had no idea who he was. I had suspicions, but I knew that whoever it was, they wouldn’t disclose their identity without good reason. What was surprising was that it was Promethium who had sent the code blue alert since that was usually used by the Alstone Holdings members to warn others within the company that something big was going down. And what was even more surprising was that I’d received a personal call. Usually, a code blue would come up as an alert on our phones.
I took a seat next to West, scanning the screen in front of him.
Nitro:What’s happening?
Promethium:This affects all of the AH board but particularly Lowry x2
West shot me a startled glance before spinning back to the screen.
Nitro:Zayde and his dad?
Promethium:Correct. Link below
A link appeared, along with a countdown that informed us it would expire within fifteen seconds. West hit it, typing in a password on the screen that appeared. When we were inside, he swore under his breath, clicking through folders so quickly that I didn’t even have a chance to read the names. He typed in another password when a box appeared, and as soon as he hit Enter, an image filled the screen.
“Oh,fuck,” he breathed. “Fuck. What. The. Fuck.”
