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I had half a dozen questions and a million different ideas. But there was no time. My mind was racing, spinning with too many thoughts. I needed to find my brother; Kody and Logan too. I had to make sure they were safe.
Sapphire was supposed to have been safe, hidden away, but the explosion… Darius said Cassie had her.
That they were outside.
I grabbed Price’s arm. “I need to find Sapphire,” I said, my voice urgent.
He looked at me, his eyes full of fear and love. “Why? What happened?”
“Darius said she’s just gone outside with Cassie.” I replied, fear heightening.
“Okay. Let’s go.” He tightened his grip on Darius. “Follow behind me and be careful.”
We took off, moving through the wreckage of the mansion with relative ease; at least it felt easier now than it had on my own, but that was more down to Price’s presence than the danger lessening.
The building was still on fire, and we were all still in it.
At least we were for another few minutes, before voices got louder and the smoke thinned out, and we blessedly found ourselves at an exit.
“Mish!” My brother roared my name, and before I could blink, he was on me, half dragging me through a gap in the wall – that had been the front door earlier on – and onto the driveway, patting me over and hugging me tight enough I was sure he’d broke a rib.
He pulled back, staring at me, his face covered in ash. “Are you okay?”
“My wrist hurts. I think it’s broken.” I waved my limp arm. “And I burned my hands when I pushed some wood off myself. But other than that, I’m fine. Are you?”
He nodded and pointed behind him, to where a good dozen people were in various stages of distress, as firefighters readied themselves to head inside, and paramedics dealt with the injured.
“Kody’s fine apart from some minor burns, and Logan’s broke his legs – some beam thing fell on him and we had to drag it off.” He swallowed hard. “Yeva still hasn’t come out, but Kiriland two Russian dudes that just joined the gang went back in to look for her before the firefighters came.”
Luckily, the rest of our group wasn’t here. With Beau being… occupied, Raya had taken the reins in organising the funeral. She’d insisted all the kids stay at home, and Widow and Delilah were still too weak, and they needed Kellan to look after them. Darius had only come to offer me support if I needed it, and even that had been far too risky.
But that meant there was only one more person inside and unaccounted for from my core group.
One person left who hadn’t made it out.
“What about Rika?” I asked. “Is she okay?”
“I don’t know,” Linc’s voice broke, “she’s still in there, too. She went with Yeva like five minutes before the bombs went off and she never came back. Kody didn’t want to leave, but we couldn’t breathe, and Logan needed us…”
I sucked in a sharp breath, turning and seeking out Kody as his yelling got louder, his curses turned violent, and the firefighters did their best to hold him back, refusing to let him back inside the building that he desperately fought to return to.
“Get your fucking hands off me!” He shoved the biggest guy holding him back, his snarl lethal. “I’m not leaving her in there! Let me go!”
I opened my mouth to tell Lincoln that as much as I wanted to help Kody find his cousin; I had to go. But Price came back to us, having ditched Darius in the paramedic’s capable hands.
“I’m glad you’re all decently okay, but we have to go. Saph needs our help.” He said.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” My brother snarled. “Where is she?”
“Darius said he saw Cassie leading her through the woods not long ago – we need to go after her, now.”
“I’ll deal with Kody.” Lincoln wiped his hand over his face. “You guys go – call me when you get there and… and find her. I’ll follow with Kody once he chills the fuck out and listens to me.” He narrowed his eyes a little. “And tell the princess I’m going to beat her ass and punish her for at least a year if she’s got herself hurt.”
“You’ll have to get in line.” Price growled as he pulled his phone out at my murmured request and handed it over to me. “And make it a decade, not just a year.”
I opened up the tracking software I’d already installed on all our devices, instantly searching for the most important ones I needed, but then my brother swore and said my name, distracting me for a second.
I turned my head toward him. “Yeah?”
