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He was right.
“Why didn’t you assholes ever call me out on it?”
Zeid pointed, and I turned at the next exit.
“Whatever you were doing, kept you this side of human. She seemed like the one bright spot that gave you something to keep you from drowning in our darkness. And that gave X and I something to focus on.”
Fuck, this was getting a little real.
“When was the last time we had an all the feels kumbaya?” I asked.
X ruffled my hair.
“It’s been a while. But let’s face it, the blood we spilled tied us together just as you spilling blood for her somehow tethered you to her. Besides, there’s something dark in that girl, and I have a feeling she will need you when it all comes out.”
The city was still mostly asleep, making the streets quick and easy to maneuver.
“Maybe we talk after sorting out her present,” Zeid said. “Just up ahead. The White Building.”
“Fuck, what floor do you think she’s on? There’s security all over this place.”
Zeid took out his phone and sent off a text as I pulled up in front of the building. Someone could fucking tow the Escalade, and I’d just have someone else steal it back tomorrow. What the fuck ever.
“Zeid, any ideas?”
He smirked as he turned towards X and I.
“Yeah. Lots of them. But good news. The guard on duty is the brother of someone we’ve helped out of a few sticky situations. After you, ladies.”
He opened his door and stepped out like he just solved some thousand piece puzzle.
“Zeid, fine. So we can get in?”
He nodded but headed around the side of the building. We followed. I hadn’t anticipated going in the front door.
The alley was narrow, not really a surprise when the real estate down here was worth millions per foot. Still, it felt like a tight damn fit that had my skin crawling.
“Where are we heading?”
He stopped and sent another text until stopping at a door that I hadn’t been able to see in the dim, shitty lighting.
“Thanks, Ray. How is the family?”
He didn’t say anything, just let us in.
“The freight elevator. Floor eight,” he finally said after we were inside and apparently less scary. Who knows? I looked at the collection of us. Clean shirts or not. Not all the blood had been washed out of X’s hair or mine. Zeid somehow missed thehairdo, but his pants hadn’t. I guess it was just part of the job description.
“Anyone hoping to blend in?”
They all laughed as we stepped into the elevator.
“I think that blending in is overrated,” X said. “Now let’s just throw caution to the wind, sweetheart, and go get your girl.”
I shook my head and hit the button for floor eight and hoped whatever she was doing was nothing that I would regret later.
TWENTY-SEVEN
rylee
