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She just nodded and took the card.
For that, I was thankful.
I grabbed my Sig, held the knife in one hand and the gun in the other, and I moved forward.
The Daughter is coming with me…
The dead Son’s voice rose right at the perfect time, right when I was fucking jumpy enough. I pushed it aside, sucked in a hard breath, and kept moving, heading along the hallway as Vivienne pointed ahead. We reached halfway along before she held up her hand. Stop.
I turned as she pointed to a door that looked like the entrance to a closet. But it wasn’t a closet, was it? The night vision picked up the words Room 0.01. Be aware of steps. It was some kind of…service way? One that hadn’t been on the goddamn map. I met Vivienne’s terrified stare. She was still shaking, maybe harder than she’d ever been.
This was definitely it.
My lips curled into a sneer as I lifted my rifle. Three steps and I reached out and grasped the handle. My body trembled and my muscles tightened, ready to fight to get my brother out. I glanced back at her and gave her a gentle jerk of my head. She obeyed and stepped out of harm’s way as I turned back to that closed door.
He’s in there…he’s in there, and he’s waiting for us.
I turned the handle slowly, then yanked hard, aiming the muzzle of the gun into the darkened space.
But there was no team of guards waiting to open fire, no roars of the dead men I was ready to put to rest. There was just…nothing.
I scowled, then glanced at the darkened smear along the doorframe in the night vision goggles…a smear that looked a lot like…blood.
“Behind me, Wildcat,” I growled, not giving a shit if anyone heard me now.
I wanted them to…
I wanted them all to.
That lethal desire drove me into the solid darkness as I scanned the floor, seeing the section at the back fall away. There were stairs, narrow stairs.
“Status?” Harper called in my ear.
But I couldn’t answer.
My instincts were screaming as I pushed forward to where the floor fell away into what looked like the pit of hell. I sensed Vivienne behind me, but I couldn’t turn around. My gut clenched and my breath left me as I stopped at the top of the stairs.
The night vision picked up the stairs, as I sank down onto the first, then the second. The moment I saw movement, I’d open fire. But there wasn’t movement. Just an eeriness that stood the hairs on the back of my neck. Halfway down the narrow passage, the sickening stench hit me. Foul, rotting…metallic. Blood. And a lot of it.
My throat clenched. My knees trembled as I hit the bottom stair. I scanned the dark…but my mind couldn’t work it out. Not the vague outline. Not the mess along the wall.
“Carven?” she whispered. “I can’t.”
The moment it hit me, I knew it was far too late.
I saw blood…
So much fucking blood…
And a hand…lying close to my feet.
“NO!” I roared, spinning around as the click of the overheard light came.
I was already yanking the goggles upwards from my eyes as I lunged for her.
Her eyes widened, fixed on me as I barrelled toward her. Every cell in my body was howling. GET HER OUT OF HERE…GET HER THE FUCK OUT!
But her focus shifted behind me as I hit her midway down the stairs, grabbed her around the waist, and lifted before charging upwards.
