Page 17 of BounBound By Scars

It did.

A dull, sinking weight settled deep in my gut.

Fuck.

My own hesitancy had made the decision for us.

Just as I lifted my fist to knock on Logan’s door, my phone vibrated with an alert sound I’d never heard before.

I froze.

I had learned every tone on our Sentrix app—each one engraved in my brain after months of working security here.

But this one?

This one was new.

I yanked my phone from my pocket, my breath catching as I took in the message. The moment I processed it, my stomach lurched.

My pulse roared in my ears.

I slammed my fist against Logan’s door.

Banged again.

And again.

I didn’t stop until I heard the click of the lock.

Logan yanked the door open, his face thunderous. “What the—Kabir?”

The anger melted from his expression as soon as he saw my face.

He knew. Knew something was very,verywrong.

“What is it?”

I squeezed my eyes shut and pinged the entire team, my fingers moving on instinct.

Emergency meeting. Command Center.

Then I barked, “Command Center. Get Kaylan. Now!” before bolting for the elevators.

I needed my laptop. I needed answers.

The elevator doors slid open, and I ran straight into Amelia. She saw my thunderous expression and immediately made the mistake of looking concerned.

Not your problem anymore now, is it,sweetheart?

I sucked in a sharp breath, trying to control my rage, frustration—grief? It was too much. All of it. Seeing Amelia step out of Sebastian’s apartment had already thrown me off.

And now this.

“Kabir?” Her hand wrapped around my forearm, grounding, warm.

It took everything in me not to shrug it off. Violently.

“Command Center,” I bit out.

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