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“I don’t know how to do this,” I admit as Cara pulls back, her dark glassy gaze meeting mine.
“Do what?” she asks, and my eyes flick to Rocco in the bed.
“To fill his shoes.”
Slowly, a warm smile morphs Cara’s expression.
“Yes, you do, Grayson. He chose you all those years ago for a reason. The men already look up to you. Just make sure you lean on them. That’s what they are there for, and what they also need.”
Nodding, our attention is drawn to the door when there’s a tap on it and the nurse from before pokes her head in.
“Ah, Mr. Black?” she asks, and I nod. “There’s a gentleman out here that insists on speaking with you. I’ve sent him back to the main hallway as we can’t have people wandering around the ICU.”
Sighing, I nod and eye Cara. “Will you be alright?”
She nods back, lifting Rocco’s lifeless hand in hers again. “Yes. Don’t worry about me. As long as I’m here with Rocco, then I’ll be okay.”
Offering her a smile, I lean forward and peck the top of her head before giving my Prez one last glance.
“You’d better fucking fight. Cara’s not the only one that needs you.”
I don’t say the words out aloud. I keep them to myself, hoping Rocco has suddenly gained the ability to read minds while he’s in a comatose state, and then I leave the room.
Blowing out a breath, I straighten my cut as I walk down the hallway and out into the main hall before coming face to face with Cain.
“Is she here?” I ask, fucking more than ready to feel my princess in my arms, but when I see the way Cain’s lips turn down and his eyes fucking appear to be frantic, my gut twists.
“She’s not here. She’s not at the club, and one of the Diamonds picked up on the police scanner that there was a car accident on the west side.”
My chest is rising and falling quickly, my fists balled as I wait for him to get to the part I want to fucking know.
“They called Lola to see if she could go and check out the scene since it was a block away from where she lives.”
“Cain. Why the fuck does this matter? Where’s Zoe?”
He shuffles nervously, something I’m not fucking used to seeing.
“The car wreck was Rhiannon’s car.”
It takes me a fucking second to put two and two together.
Zoe was driving here with Rhiannon.
“What?” I snap, wanting to make fucking sure I heard him right.
“I don’t know what she was doing driving west, man. But the car rolled, and Rhiannon is dead. Not from the car wreck, though.”
“What the fuck do you mean? Where the fuck is Zoe?!” I roar, and Cain takes a wise step back.
“Rhiannon was shot in the head, execution style, and Zoe is missing.”
I stumble back as ringing fills my ears, my hand reaching out to brace the wall as I try to shake away the fucking panic sweeping through me. Because if Rhiannon was executed, it means that her killer probably has my princess, and I know without a doubt that my worst nightmare has just come true.
The Reapers have Zoe, and I can’t bear to think about the cruel things they are likely doing to my princess as we speak.
A metal cart goes flying, crashing to the wall as all the medical equipment it was holding follows. I can feel the roars of anguish leaving my body, feel the way I’m vibrating in rage, yet I can’t hear a fucking thing but the incessant ringing in my ears.
Zoe!
