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“What’s wrong?” Luc asks, concern etched on his face.
“Rylie texted me,” I announce, and I’m met by utter silence, shock adorning all of their faces as I decide to just plow on with my explanation and hope that they catch up, “I checked my phone after my shower and found this, it says, Hey girl, and then list coordinates and she adds hurry the fuck up and come and get me.”
Jensen smirks, “Of course she did.”
“Fuck, okay,” Trick starts as the shock wears off, and he starts to get back into work gear, “Atlas, call Jynx and Lyric; get them up here. Riot, you call Pete and get him up here as well. We’re going to need him.”
“What about Noel and the guys?” Riot asks immediately, his phone already in hand.
“Have them on standby, but we don’t need them up here right now. They have only just finished the job,” Trick replies and then looks at me, “Ever, you go and get dressed before everyone arrives.”
Everyone splits off to various things, and I take a moment to just smile at Trick. Moving toward him, I move up onto my tip toes and kiss him gently, “Thank you for realising that I was getting overwhelmed and needed something to focus on you.”
He smiles softly, “I’ve got you, Sweetheart, now go on. Everyone will be here soon, and you need to eat. Don’t even bother arguing.”
I smirk as I step back and salute him because I’m feeling excited that we may actually be getting somewhere with Rylie’s case, and then add, “Yes, Sir.”
“Ever,” he warns as his eyes heat, and I smirk before spinning on my heel, making sure that the towel flies up a bit and reveals my ass before I prance from the kitchen, enjoying the sound of his frustrated muttering behind me.
As soon as I get to my room though, the enormity of what has just happened hits me, and I rush to get dressed and make sure that I’m wearing something decent before I rush back down the stairs, pulling my hair up into a messy bun as I go, which I know I’m going to regret later since it’s soaking wet.
“Here,” Rafe says as soon as I walk into the kitchen, “go and sit at the table and eat this. It’s probably the best place to have a meeting with all of us anyway. Jynx and the guys are already here, and so are Pete and Elijah. We’re just waiting for Lyric and the guys, and they shouldn’t be too much longer.”
I nod, taking the plate of delicious smelling pasta over to the table and then chuckling as I see that all of Jynx’s men and Jynx herself have bowls in front of them.
“We couldn’t help it,” Ace shrugs, stuffing another bite into his mouth.
“It smelled far too good to resist,” Pete adds, and I notice for the first time that he and Elijah both have bowls in front of them too.
“I can never resist Rafe’s cooking, and he offered,” Jynx adds with a shrug, and I smile proudly as I take a seat, Rafe sitting next to me with his own bowl.
“It’s a good job that I made extra so we could have a leftover night later this week,” he comments, and then adds, “Fortunately, there’s enough for Lyric and her men too. I do not want to know what will happen if Lyric decides she wants some, and I don’t have enough to give her.”
Jynx winces and replies before I do, “Yeah, I wouldn’t want to test that either. I mean, she nearly cried when she ran out of pickled onions the other day, and it was seconds before Jonah gave her another jar.”
“It was serious, okay,” Lyric suddenly announces as she walks into the room. None of us noticed that she had arrived. “Something smells amazing.”
“I’ll get you a bowl,” Rafe grins, starting to get up.
“You eat your food, man. We can help ourselves. We know where everything is by now,” Dominicchuckles, and Rafe nods, sitting back down and eating more.
Once everyone is seated and eating happily, Pete asks, “Okay, so show me the message. I’ll see if I can trace back the number first, although that seems like a long shot.”
“And if you give me the coordinates, I can try and see if I can find the location. Hopefully, it will be a lot easier than the last set of coordinates that we tried to find,” Ace suggests , pulling out his laptop as well.
It’s coming in pretty handy to have them both working on all things technical because it means that we’re getting things done a lot quicker than they would be if we only had Pete working on it, and that’s what we need right now: speed.
I read the coordinates off to Ace before I hand my phone over to Pete so that he can do his thing. I have no idea what it involves, so it’s just better for me to give him my phone and let him do what he needs to do.
We’re silent and tense as we wait for what will hopefully be good news, the sound being the scraping of utensils on empty bowls as we finish eating.
Only a few minutes later, a lot sooner than I thought we’d have answers, Pete speaks up, “The phone number belongs to a burner, and I’m trying to triangulate the location to the nearest tower. It is still on for the moment, but I wouldn’t suggest calling it or even messaging because we know that she’s in a perilous situation, and we don’t want to alert anyone to her whereabouts. I just need it to stay on for a few more minutes.”
“Brilliant, that’s actually good news. Hopefully, we can trace it, and she doesn’t turn it off. She must know that we’ll be trying to trace where she is, so hopefully, she will keep it on for as long as she safely can,” Creed replies.
“Exactly,” Pete adds, his eyes focused on his screen.
“I’ve found the coordinates as well,” Ace adds once Pete has finished. “They’re quite far away; we’ll need to take the jet to get there, and then there’s maybe a two-hour drive, which isn’t so bad. They seem to be leading to the middle of nowhere, but after some hacking of some things that I probably shouldn’t have hacked, I can see that there’s a huge house, I mean bigger than our house, huge kind of house, and our house isn’t fucking small. It looks old too, and I’d be willing to bet that there’s some kind of basement.”
