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What now?
“Welp,” I say out loud. “I guess it’s plan W.” I push off from the wall in the direction of the guarded door as Aurora hangs her head.
“Plan W is what gets us into these messes. Text him, who?” She scoffs, and whines almost, but follows my lead anyways.
Aurora’s heels tap on the concrete beneath us, announcing our arrival way before we’re within earshot of the gargoyle perched at the secret entrance.
“Nothing back here for you ladies.” A rather large man with arms bigger around than my head tightens his stance against the steel, staring straight ahead.
“I really need to get a message to Rex.” I attempt to plead my case, but the guard doesn’t budge.
“You and fifty thousand others, ma’am.” Arms tight across his chest, biceps flex with palpable irritation.
“I’m serious.” I flash him the texts from Rex. “He’s asked to see me.” The guard’s eyes flash to the screen for a moment but go right back to staring through the wall across from us.
“Could be anyone.” He’s monotone, over our shit already, and prepared to keep this shit up until we get tired and leave or fuck up enough that he can make us leave.
Fucking Fuck.
“Wait, what?” My sister’s knuckles slap against my shoulder but I don’t divert my attention from him. I need him to let me in.
“Right. Convenient, I suppose.” I sigh at my sister’s assault. “Who wouldn’t try that shit to get to someone like him.” Handto my forehead, I feel dizziness settle in thanks to the nerves and the several-hour-old alcohol.
Shit.
I step back and lean into the brick across from the only door that doesn’t seem to be infested with people.
Why is no one over here?
“Ari, you good?”
“Ladies, I’m going to need you to move along.” Gargoyle booms from his spot, Aurora spinning on him like a rabid dog.
“Can’t you fucking see she isn’t feeling well?” She fires back, standing between me and the meathead like she has a chance to take him in a fight.
She doesn’t.
Still, he doesn’t encroach on us, his entrance a station he’s refusing to leave. Bulky frame looms, though, his brow furrowing the more agitated he gets with our interaction.
“Ari, you good?” Aurora turns her back to the guy and palms my face, forcing me to look into her eyes.
“I’m alright.” I breathe, terrified my mouth reeks of old cocktails and last night’s food, but I know it can’t be much worse than the fire she breathes heavily into my face.
“Then what the fuck do you mean by texting him? Why didn’t you say something?” Her eyes search mine, emotion pricking at the back of hers.
“I didn’t want to make shit out of nothing.” I pause for a moment, then decide it’s best I let her in on the shit anyways. “He sent me a message after C was here. He’s asking to see me again. I need him to tell us where she went and if they did anything to her.”
Did anything to her sounds so dramatic, but it’s what I got in the moment.
“Fuck …” My sister breathes and steps back from me, hands falling from my face. “Ok, then.”
“Fuck.”The curse rings out from across the way. “Serious, ladies. You need to fucking beat it.” He steps in our direction, arms out in an attempt to heard us back to the throng of people we came from.
He’s too late, though.
The steel door swings open and out piles a group of muscle men dressed just like him in a seemingly coordinated fashion. Two step out together, block the door, then move forward as one unit, the two behind them following the same.
It’s not until the group descends on the alleyway as a whole that I catch a glimpse of wild curls hidden in the middle of it all.
