Page 110 of Hiding Secrets

“Praise the Divine.”

“Praise. The. Divine.” Samuel repeats my words. “We’ll drive. Please, after you.”

“Can I use the restroom before the drive? You know…coffee.” I laugh, but he doesn’t return it.

“Of course, Mr. Harris. We’ll wait for you.”

“Thank you, sir.” I give him a nod and head back inside.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Not yet. I wasn’t supposed to go yet, this wasn’t a part of the plan. I needed to call the guys if I wanted to get our men here, and fast.

67

Elliott

My eyes can’t keep up with what I’m seeing as we drive through the city. I remember the city my foster homes were in, but nothing compares to this place. The streets are littered with people walking in all directions, cars honking and people riding their bikes on the roads, weaving in and out of traffic. My eyes stop on a man on the other side of the street as the car brakes again due to the city congestion. Dread hits me when I feel like I recognize him from somewhere. I can’t fully make out the features but my stomach blares its warning signals. I don’t even notice we’ve stopped until Hunter taps on my shoulders.

“We’re here.” He says, taking my hand.

I take another glance out my window but the figure is gone.

Stop, It’s nothing.

We exit the car and my head cranes back to take in the skyscraper in front of me, “This is your ‘office’?”

“Yeah, it's just up there.” He points to the very top of the building. “Best view in the city.” As he nudges my side.

“It better be with how high up it is.”

The comment he made before makes more sense now. They did have a lot of money if they had a buildingthisbig for their company.

“We have to meet with the board right away, Mr. Sinclair.” Kelly says, walking towards the building as we follow, “Mr. Flores, IT is waiting for you in the main conference room on their floor. I know you already sent out the updates but they demanded to speak with you in person.”

“Great.” Marcus grumbles.

We walk through the lobby, multiple people give their hello’s in welcome. Most of them eye me in a curious way, likely wondering who this random woman is in the arms ofMr. Sinclair.

We reach the elevator and Kelly scans a card, the doors open up and we all rustle in.

Kelly scans again, pushing two separate floor buttons. Hunter’s phone rings right as the doors close and he answers immediately.

“He–” he cuts off, “We just got to the office. Come back? What?” Hunter turns to Marcus, “What the fuck do you mean,right now? No. No. That changes everything. ”

“What’s going on?” Marcus moves closer to Hunter.

“Let me put you on speaker,” he pulls the phone away from his ear, “We’re all here, including Kelly.”

“They're waiting for me outside the house. I don’t have time to go over this shit again.” Kameron’s voice flows from the speaker.

“What the fuck is going on?!” Marcus snaps.

“They are here to take me to meet my Chosen!” Kam growls. “A day fucking early. I need to talk to your men, Flores. The plan needs to happennow!”

“Shit!” Marcus hisses under his breath, “I’m on it.” He pulls his phone out, thumbs flying over the screen at top speed. “This shit doesn’t sit right with me.”

“I feel the same fucking way.” Kameron’s voice echoes in the elevator. A sound goes off on the line and Kameron’s voice breaks up as he tries to say something to us. Other voices bellow through the speaker.

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