Page 48 of Sinner's Fury

“Because I am looking at you right now, Carly.”

“What?”

“Shame bugged your apartment so he could keep an eye on you. I’m holding his security pad right now. Look, Carly, I know you don’t know me, but I need you to tell me where you’re at.”

“I can’t do that,” I whispered, shaking my head. “He told me to stay put until he extracted me.”

“I’m your extraction, Carly. I’m the only way you survive.”

Saying nothing, I looked around the apartment, not knowing what to do. I could pack Drew up and leave, but to where?

“Carly, if it helps, I’m related to Reaper too.”

“I am not really related to him.”

“What do you mean?” the man whispered. “You are Carly Mitchell, the daughter of Sienna Craven and Issac Mitchell, right?”

“Yes and no.”

“It can’t be both, Carly. Either you are or you’re not.”

“Sienna and Issac raised me, but they are not my biological parents.”

“Who are your parents, Carly?”

“I can’t tell you. That’s why Shame was protecting me. He knew the truth about me.”

“Who?”

God, I was so tired of all the lies. Maybe if I just laid everything out on the table and let the chips fall where they lay, I could finally get some rest. I was tired of running, tired of hiding, mainly just tired of pretending to be someone I wasn’t.

“I’m Lucas Keller and Solomon Goldman’s half-sister. My dad is Shane Keller. He married my mom, Angela Craven Goldman, to protect her after she gave birth to twins. Only, she learned the truth about William Doherty and what he did to her older sister, Elizabeth. When she found out she was pregnantwith me, she wanted nothing to do with me. She tried to abort me. That’s when her niece, Sienna, offered to raise me herself.”

“And by doing so, the head of theSocietynot only had a direct descendant to pass the mantle to, but a blood link to the Golden Skulls. The very organization the Golden Skulls wanted to destroy.”

“Yes.”

“Where are you? I need to get you out of this city.”

“I’m in apartment 405, Davenport Tower.”

“That sneaky son of a bitch. You are right below me,” he cursed. “Carly, pack a bag and meet me in the lobby. I need to get my girls ready. Pack light. Only what you need.”

“Where are we going?”

“Somewhere safe.”

Chuckling, I sat on the couch and muttered, “You don’t get it. There is no such place.”

“That’s where you’re wrong. I know the perfect place.”

“Where?”

“I’m taking you to your brother.”

Standing in the lobby with a backpack on my back and Drew next to me, I’d managed to shove everything I needed into two suitcases. Though, one case contained all my research and Mother’s files. No way in hell was I leaving those behind.

“Where are we going, Mom?”

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