Page 110 of Bonding the Band

“You may record the footage with your own device,” the director said after a few moments of silence.

“I’ll be checking out early,” Hendrix added.

“That’s not a good idea.”

“My omega needs me, and I’m going to go to her.”

“But your therapy…”

“I’ll get back on track when things are fixed with Meadow.”

The director pursed her lips, giving us both a look of disdain before speaking to me. “Keep a close eye on him. His consumption may not have been voluntary, but his body doesn’t know the difference.”

“We’ll take care of him,” I promised. We would do a hell of a lot better job taking care of him than we had for all these years.

I stared at Meadow’s location in the app while Hendrix packed up his few belongings. She wasn’t moving very fast, but she hadn’t stopped once. Arlo’s dot was moving quickly, eating up the distance between them.

Phin:

Ellie broke in

We have a video of her throwing herself at Hen and him pushing her away

Beckett:

Thank fuck

Phin:

We’re going to follow Arlo

Beckett:

Please wait for me

Once Arlo gets her to stop, we can fly

Hendrix read over my shoulder. “You guys have a group chat without me? That’s mean. Why do we have to wait?”

“Probably so we’re not racing up the West Coast like idiots in three different vehicles. I don’t like the idea of waiting, but Beckett makes a valid point.”

Beckett:

Holy shit

You’ll never guess who they just brought in here in cuffs

Phin:

Don’t keep us in suspense, asshole

Beckett:

They got Ellie

“Shit. That’s a huge fucking relief.” Hendrix sucked in a deep breath and let it go slowly. “I hated the idea of her running around out there.”

Beckett:

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