Page 6 of Never Moving On


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"Would you like to explain why you barged into my office, gentlemen?"

"Ex-fucking-cuse me?" I would say I'm shocked that it's Ryan who responds that way, but I'm not. He's become an ass to people standing between him and our girl. "You know exactly why we are here!"

I nudge him with my knee, trying to bring him back down a notch. We really don't want to get kicked out of here before we get answers. His angry eyes dart over to me, face softening when our gazes collide.

Smith sighs and runs a hand down his face. "I know this is about Evelyn, but what exactly do you need? I'm a bit busy trying to get her back home."

Oh, I could just-

"Answers. We know you have information. We can help." Amiri sits straighter, readying to fight, mirroring my exact feelings.

He looks us over with furrowed brows. "How do you expect to help the FBI on a missing persons case?"

"Any fucking way we can," Korren growls with clenched fists. "Please." My heart aches at the crack in his voice when he pleads.

"Guys, we are doing everything we can to get her back-"

Korren stands, chair thrown to the ground with a crash. The tattooed man hovers over the desk. "PLEASE!" He yells, tears streaming down his face.

My chin wobbles, the emotions tearing me up inside. On the one hand, I am so fucking devastated that my family has to experience this... but on the other, I'm so damn thankful that they are here with me this time. I have more people fighting for my girl, and I couldn't be more fucking grateful.

I grip Ryan's hand, my knee bouncing as we wait for Smith to respond. The silence is deafening while he searches Korren's heartbroken eyes. My heart releases its own exhale when Smith's expression softens. We have him.

"I don't know, guys..." his voice trails off as he scrutinizes us again.

I can't hold back any longer. It's time he understands just how serious we are whether or not we have his permission. Eve is out there somewhere, enduring fuck knows what, and this asshat is just staring at us.

"We've thought about this, I swear. We know it might be hard, but we have each other. We will help whether you know about it or not. So, what's it gonna be, Detective?" My voice comes out sternly even as my knee continues to bounce.

He sighs again like we are a pain in his ass. "Fuck. Fine, but this stays between us. And if you guys fuck something up, then that's it. You are done. I know you love that girl, and honestly, she deserves all the help that she can get." Smith's eyes narrow on all of us again when Korren sits back down after righting his chair. "You will not get in our way, and you will stay down low. I don't want to have to worry about you guys too. There's a woman out there who needs all my damn focus. I will give you information and leads, but you better not fuck this up."

At our agreement, he sighs again, cursing under his breath. "Shit, okay. You aren't going to like this, but if you destroy my office after I show you, then the deal is off. Understood?"

What the fuck is he going to show us?

Kor coughs on the other side of Ryan and shuffles in his seat, clearly understanding that he is the one who is most likely to start breaking shit. And we don't have our dads here right now to clean up the mess he would make.

"Yes, sir," we all mumble, nodding our heads. I rake my hands through my curls while he studies us some more, probably trying to figure out if we are actually up for this or if we are full of shit.

Only one way to find out.

"I have the security footage from the alleyway and parking lots at the courthouse."

I choke on my fucking spit.

Oh my God. He has the footage of Eve getting freaking kidnapped! I'm going to be sick.

"Shit," Ry curses beside me, his face draining of all color. I hear rather than see Amiri's breath catch in his throat at the same time Korren yanks at his hair.

"I'll show you the footage if you actually think you can handle it. Then I'll tell you what we know."

The guys and I share a loaded look. The support and strength we offer one another is a tangible sensation linking us together.

"Let's see it," Amiri nods, his voice stern.

After giving us one more thoughtful look, Smith turns to his computer and sets it up for us to watch. I swear I can hear all of our hearts going apeshit right now. This wasn't something I thought would happen when we got here...I'm fucking terrified of what we might see.

What if it's worse than what I conjured up in my head?

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