Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 100791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 504(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 504(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
“Snipers?!”
“We’ve counted seven so far. They’ve got all the exits and all of our balconies covered.”
“Fuck’s sake! How— Why— How can they just do that? They can’t do that! Call the police!”
“Reinforcements are on the way,” I chirped. “So no worries about that, but I’m just telling you so you know why River is currently driving to the secret, underground entrance that leads into the building. No one can go through the front door right now.
“But that’s even if you want to. I understand if you’d rather bunk up with River right now.”
Kenzie hesitated. “I know you guys have security covered, but I don’t want to freak out every time Laurel crawls in front of a window. I think we will take a little detour, and then just River and me will meet you at home,” she said. “This will give River a chance to talk to the former hostages. Let them know there’s help and a place to stay if they need it.”
“Cool. See you soon.”
We exchanged our greetings, then hung up. A second later I was pulling up Sunny’s name and sending him a text on my way to Genny’s room.
Me: You got played. Hollywell’s a fucking liar. He’s in the Brotherhood.
Sunny got me back immediately.
Sunny: I never get played. I put a tracker on his phone while he was bawling and throwing himself on the floor. He made an interesting pit stop on the way to work this morning. He’s still there as it happens.
Me: Where?
Sunny: The rooftop of the Overton building. Right across the street.
I tensed, glancing back at the glass doors leading to the balcony. The Fairfield had been outfitted with sniper-proof glass a long time ago. That didn’t make it any less unsettling that the man who used to design our clothes was outside with a gun waiting... for us to give him a reason.
KENZIE
“Are you sure you guys will be okay?”
“We’ll be fine.” Sienna settled Laurel in her stroller and tucked her blanket in around her. “I’ve got bottles, diapers, money, and this stroller lies flat for naptime. We’ll be good for hours.”
I hesitated outside the entrance to the park. Of course, I trusted my sister with my baby. I just hated the idea of the three of us being apart when the Brotherhood had officially lost its mind. Chasing the guys through the streets? Surrounding the compound with snipers?
There was no way I was putting Sienna and Laurel in the middle of that craziness.
“My phone is on and fully charged,” I said. “If anything happens. If someone even looks at you funny, just call me and I’ll be here.” I thought about it. “Also run.”
Sienna laughed like I was kidding. “Kenzie, relax. Your future is a shifting, shadowy kaleidoscope on your best day, but mine and Laurel’s are clear. No one is going to hurt us. No one wants to.” She gave me a look. “The two of us haven’t been collecting mortal enemies for the last four decades.”
Laurel shrieked her agreement.
“True. Very true,” I mumbled. “But these Brotherhood psychos are everywhere, and they might get it into their heads that messing with you could get them close to the guys. That’s exactly why Luca took me and Laurel that night.”
“Ehh, not really. That’s why they took you. That shit-shitting bastard only took Laurel too because she was strapped to your chest,” she pointed out. “You’re the one Liam, Bane, and Sunny are in love with. You’re the target of Gen’s girl crush. You’re the leverage against them, not us.
“And if you think about it,” Sienna continued. “It’s being next to you that puts the target on our backs. Now that you’re taking off and leaving us to our Auntie/Neice Day, we’re probably the safest we’ve been all day.”
A snort sounded behind me, making me snap my narrowed eyes to a laughing River.
“Thank you for laying that out for me, sister dear,” I gritted. “If you’re finished telling me how much you won’t miss me, I’ll go now.”
Sienna laughed in my face. “Bye, Kenz, love ya.”
With that, she strode off with Laurel, leaving me shaking my head.
“Can you believe her?” I muttered, stomping off to the car.
“Nope. I can honestly say your sister is one of a kind. There has not nor will there ever be anyone like her.” He jogged ahead of me to get my door. “That’s what I love about her.”
“I’m finding that quality less endearing at the moment,” I snapped, setting him off laughing at me too.
Soon we were on the road again, driving in the opposite direction from the Fairfield. It was in the car that I remembered there was something else I wanted to tell Sienna before she got on my nerves and I forgot.
“Where is this secret entrance?” I asked, typing out and sending my text to my sister. “How far away is it?”