Escaping Death

Chapter 28

When You Say My Name - Chandler Leighton

I like the way your mouth moves, the way you say my name

Cause when it's on your tongue you're in love, what a shame

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Dean

Ace is probably going to kill me for losing track of Sol considering it was my fault she took off. I didn't mean to push her away, but it seems every attempt I make to get closer to something real the more walls she puts up.

I can feel Ace's restlessness. I think after all the years I've known him I could distinguish his emotions even without my gift. No sooner had the thought entered my mind when my phone buzzed with Ace's text.

A: I swear to the Gods if her ass isn't in this car in 30 seconds...

If I tell him the truth that she ran off  again  he'll absolutely make good on his promise to bring her back to Twilight Grove and I'll never see her again. But, if I lie to him to cover for her...maybe I can have a little bit longer with her before he kills both of us.

D: You're a real cock block, you know that?

A: Now is not the time to play games with me, Dean...

D: One drink won't kill anyone

T: I wouldn't be so sure D, boss didn't see what she's wearing

The three little dots dance on my screen so I know Ace has something to say but I lock my phone and tuck it away instead.

I search through the crowd looking for Solana. I'm supposed to help Tate but once we get this job done we need to make sure we are gone, so time is of the essence to find Solana.

I stick to the walls scanning each section of the club as I go but there's no sight of the fiery red head that walked into the club on my arm. I even duck into the corridor by the bathrooms. It's hard to tell from the black walls but beyond the bathroom is another hallway, one with an office tucked on one side and a long corridor down the other.

There's a flurry of activity, girls rush out and the two guards outside of the door rush in. When they exit, one is carrying a lifeless girl over his shoulder and the other is carrying a bucket of blood soaked rags.

Mitch.

After I double check that no one else is coming out of the room I make my way slowly towards the door and find that it's been left ajar. Inside the room is another entire nightclub for one person with much more sinister proclivities.

I push deeper into the room when I pick up on faint clicking noises. Sure enough my little brother sits kneeling in front of another door inside of this room working on picking the lock

If there's anyone in there you wouldn't know it, I guess the soundproofing really does work.

"He in there?" I ask, spinning the silencer onto my pistol.

"Yes," his response is clipped, but that's not wholly uncharacteristic for my baby brother.

"Alone?"

"No."

"I don't think we'll be able to save this one, judging by the last girl they hauled out of here. Fucking pig." I spit the last words.

"We're going to have to... it's Solana."

My blood chills immediately and my mind tries and fails to compute the words he just said properly.