Anything For Rachel

Chapter Twenty Two.

"Get her out of here." Octavia snapped. "Where the hell is Cromley?"

Patrick looked terrified. "And take her where?" He asked, a crack in his voice.

"My room." She said. "Logan, go with them."

"What about you?" He asked, taking a step towards her.

She looked over at him and shook her head. "I need to get this under control." She said. "Get her to my room and you guys stay put until I come get you."

Logan nodded to her and turned to me and Patrick, taking the lead out of the room. Patrick linked arms with me as we let Logan take us to Octavia's room on level three. I recognized some of the area. I knew that the crypts were accessible from this level, and that Calvin's mother's room is nearby.

Logan produced a key from his pocket and unlocked her door, letting us step inside. I was instantly glad to see that there weren't any roses waiting for me here. The room was bigger than my old one, but she did have pink silk like mine had originally. The bed was unmade and she still had a tray sitting out on her table with a glass and an empty plate sitting on it. Her closet door was open, showing the over flow of clothing she had, and her vanity set up on the opposite side of the room was so cluttered with different lipsticks and eye brushes that you couldn't even see the top at all.

I tried to focus on little things like that to distract myself from the insanity that has been going on.

I jumped when the door opened and Octavia whooshed in. "I found Cromley." She sighed. "He'd been taken from the ballroom and then released a few minutes ago." She said quickly, holding her hand to her forehead as she spoke. "He's gone to retrieve Calvin." She told us.

"How is he going to be able to get him?" I asked. "I'm sure that he's still being recorded with Lexton and it is supposed to be an overnight date." I reminded her.

"I know that, but Marco and the council will just have to get over it." She shrugged. "He's getting a coded message and Cromley will bring him here when they are sure that no one is following them."

I sat down at the table, pulling my feet up into the chair with me, not caring that I was messing up my dress, and I leaned my head down onto my legs. "What did you do in my room?" I asked her and she shook her head.

"I left it for now." She told me. "I knew Calvin would want to see, and the guards were coming back from their meetings so it wasn't a good time to be trying to clean that up. I will have it done later between shift changes."

We fell silent. Each of us trying to make sense of everything. "I want to talk to Rose myself." I said.

"I told you I just spoke to her." Logan told me. "She was fine and getting ready for bed."

"I don't care." I shook my head. "I need to hear for myself that she is ok."

Octavia walked over to me and put her hand on my shoulder. "I don't think it is a good idea." She said gently but I shook my shoulder out from under her.

"I don't care what you think, I want to talk to her. Now!" I yelled.

Octavia went to the back of the room and rummaged through a drawer before producing the satellite phone and bringing it over to me. "Here." She said as she dialed in the numbers and put it in my hand.

"Hello?" Pedro's voice echoed into my ear.

"Pedro." I sighed.

"Rachel, darling, what are you doing calling again?" He asked. "We need to be careful."