Lib Novel Page 143
I swiped the screen and pressed the button. I was done playing. Done waiting for that lying, sneaky motherfucker to make his move. I pressed the button for Hunter.
No service.
What?
I scowled, then pressed the button again.
No service.
I checked the number of bars, then airplane mode before I tried again.
Nothing.
“Fuck.” I jerked my gaze to Kane. “Try him.”
He already had his cell in his hand, pressing the button once, twice. “I got nothing.”
Thomas was already trying his, shaking his head as he stabbed and stabbed. “I got nothing either.”
My breaths deepened. That sickening, icy feeling that was trapped inside me turned to rage. It didn’t take a genius to work out what was going on. Still, I needed to find out exactly how deep in we were here. I strode to the counter and snatched up my keys. “Wait here.”
“Where are you going?” Kane bit out as I headed for the external door.
I didn’t answer, because my mind was screaming. Cool night air slammed into me, shocking me back into reality. If he was taking over the compound and pushing us out, then we were in trouble. My thoughts turned to Helene. It didn’t matter if we were out. If anything, I was excited about the fucking prospect…as long as we got her to Hale safely.
That’s all I cared about.
But as I strode along the back of the building and headed for my car, that excitement faded, leaving the taste of ash in my mouth. Shadows moved through the trees. I felt them more than saw them, blending in with the night as they closed in.
I gripped my keys and focused on the parking lot beside the building. If our cell service was blocked and our access to the mainframe was down, then we were all alone, with no way to call anyone, not just anyone, Hunter. We had no way of calling him.
I gripped the key and pressed the button the moment my car came into view. Orange lights flared as the locks disengaged, but before I could even round the trunk, a guard stepped into view, a sniper’s rifle clutched in his hand. He moved to block my way, one shake of his head, and I stopped.
“You seriously going to stop me from leaving?”
“I have my orders.” He answered, his grip shifting around the gun.
I glanced at the movement, then back to that hard stare. I was sure he did, and no doubt using force to stop me from leaving was one of them. I turned around, leaving the car unlocked and strode back to the apartment.
I’d wanted to know how much trouble we were in…
Looked like I knew now.
A whole fucking lot.
THIRTY-SIX
Helene
We should beout by now.
That nagging feeling pushed through the fog inside my head. I turned my gaze to the section of glass in the door and slowly pushed upwards. That internal clock ticked a little louder, driving me to slide from the bed.
The guards were normally here by now, ushering us to the bathroom to shower and change before we headed to the cafeteria…and then…and then the training room.
OBEY.
CONTROL.