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When his fist connects with my face, my mind goes blank for a blissful moment. The taste of blood coats my tongue and tears sting my eyes, but I don’t care.
“I’m sorry,” Andrew whispers hoarsely.
The irony of the situation isn’t lost on me. I got into this war to avenge one sibling, only to be betrayed by another.
“Get out.”
Andrew winces before crossing the room. He stops with his hand on the doorknob and doesn’t even look back as he asks, “I have a sister?”
My fingers ball into fists. “Had.”
“What happened to her?”
“Andrew,” his partner calls before shoving the door open. “Fuckingmove.You’re going to get caught.”
Finally, Andrew looks back with that question still shining in his eyes.
I don’t answer.
Once they’re gone, I move to the balcony doors and look out. I can see most of the yard from here. There’s a boy kicking around a ball near the entrance to a hedge maze that takes up a decent portion of the backyard, and my heart clenches when I realize who it is.
Benny.
My throat aches as I turn away.
I almost wish Ludo would’ve executed us. Not knowing where Elliot and Oliver are—or what’s being done to them—kills me almost as much as the cold, hard realization that there’s nothing I can do to help them.
I only know one thing, and it causes a cocktail of dread and fear to settle over me like a wet blanket.
Whatever Ludo has in store for us, it’ll be worse than hell.
Chapter twenty-four
Elliot
Theyseparateus.
Of course they separate us.
I’m not sure why they drag Rhett off to the other side of the mansion, but my last look at him is filled with regret.
I should’ve suspected this from a mile away.
Holloway’s men take us to the second floor via the back staircase, and they throw Oliver into what appears to be an empty room. When he realizes I’m not joining him, he tries to break past the guards.
“Ell—no! Please just give us a minute.”
“No talking to each other,” one of them snaps. He pushes Oliver back hard enough to make him stumble.
I’m barely able to mouth the wordsI love youbefore they slam the door in his face.
Considering I’m not putting up a fight, these guys are rather rough when they shove me into the room next to Oliver’s. It’s bare except for a mattress in the corner.
“Do we need to remind you of the consequences if you try to escape?” one of the men asks in a gruff voice.
“No.” It’s what I’m supposed to say, even if I’m not sure I believe it.
My gaze flicks to the windows. One of them is even open, for fuck’s sake. I don’t doubt for a second that it’s intentional. Holloway isn’t even in the room, but he’s still found a way to taunt me.
