Page 112 of When We Fall: Part Two
Snarling and cursing, I disconnected the call before trying again. Nothing.
I tried Cole next.
“What the fuck do you want?” he snapped when he answered.
“Fox and E. They’re in the underground. Everett Church has them.”
There was silence for a moment.
“Are-how do you know?”
“Fuck, man, just listen to me!” I shouted into the phone. “They’re there. We have to go now?—”
“Anson?” Enzo’s voice came on the line, breathless and thick. “Are you positive?”
“Yes. I’m on my way now.”
“We’ll see you there.”
I hung up and hit the gas.
“Come on, Fox. E. Please be OK,” I whispered on repeat as I tried to get through the fucking traffic. I’d abandon my car and run there if I had to, which was looking like what I might have to do.
“Please be OK.”
THIRTY-FOUR
ENZO
My pulse raced as we made our way to Everett’s underground. I was well aware that it stretched across the city, but the hub was under Everett’s mansion.
We’d been in the middle of beating the shit out of another of Ivanov’s men when Anson’s call came in.
I was too busy jamming my knife into the prick to answer, but Cole did.
And now we were racing to the underground, my men at my back. I had no idea what we were going to walk in on, and honestly, I didn’t care. I was going to kill all of them.
“Hey, Colten,” Cole said into his phone as I drove. “Get Rosalie.”
I listened as Cole put his phone on speaker. I caught the tremble in both his hands and his voice. He’d been my fucking rock through all of this. I was losing my mind, but Cole was solid.
“Cole?” Rosalie’s soft, exhausted voice came on the line. The sound only made me tighten my hands on the steering wheel, determined to get Fox and E back in one piece.
“B-Baby, hey,” he said thickly. “Uh, we’re headed to the underground. We got word Everett Church has Fox and E.”
“What?” Her voice shook.
“We have men with us. I’m calling in case…” His voice trailed off.
“In case you leave me too,” she finished, her soft cries coming through the phone.
“I love you,” Cole said. “Forever, OK?”
“I love you,” she choked out. “Enzo?”
I ground my teeth. I hadn’t said two words to her in what felt like forever. It was easier that way. I couldn’t even look at her. The guilt was a disease that was eating at me.
All I knew was that I didn’t deserve her or any of the guys.
