“Where the fuck are you?” he rushes out.
“On our way. Why?”
“I’ve got her, but, Sin …”
“What?” I sit up straighter when he trails off.
“She’s in trouble.”
“What kind of trouble?” I ask, my heart racing.
“I found her unconscious. Her breathing is rapid, she’s burning up. I can’t get her to wake up.”
“What—”
“She’s overdosing,” Tyson speaks.
“Fuck. Hold her head,” Gunner barks at someone.
Overdosing? No. She may do drugs, but she knows her limits. There’s no way she would take too much. She’s smarter than that. “What’s going on?” I snap. “Gunner?”
“She’s vomiting,” he states. “Hold her head, Sarah.”
“I’m trying,” I hear her cry.
“Can you get her to Blackout?” Tyson demands, doing another U-turn.
“Blackout? She needs a hospital,” Gunner argues.
“I’ll take care of it,” Tyson assures him. “Gavin can meet us at Blackout.”
I look at the address again. “They’re closer to our house. So are we.” Blackout is on the other side of the city. I understand why Tyson suggested it, but she could be dead by then.
Tyson nods. “Send him the address and we’ll meet them there.”
Gunner hangs up and I go to call him back, wanting to stay on the phone with him, but my cell vibrates, alerting me of a text.
UNKNOWN: We know where your loyalty lies. Let’s see about hers.
“FUCK!”
“She’ll be okay,” Tyson says.
“Fuck. Fuck.” I fist my hands before running them through my hair. “It’s the Lords. They want to test her. Fuck!”
Tyson doesn’t seem surprised. Why would he? This is what they do. They see someone in a vulnerable position and use it against you. Only the strongest get to wear the crest. Only the ones they deem worthy get rewarded.
“One thing at a time,” Tyson speaks. “Send Gunner the address to the house.” Then he picks up his cell to make the call we need.
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I’M PACING THEliving room of the house with Gavin. He works for the Lords. Tyson called him to meet us here. Thankfully he was closer than we were and was already waiting for us when we arrived. Tyson stands over in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows looking out into the dark woods.
The front double doors open and I rush to them, thinking it’s Gunner with Elli but it’s Chance. I go back to pacing.
“I got the text,” he states at our silence.
I don’t have time to think about that right now. Her loyalty won’t matter if she’s already dead when Gunner arrives.