Page 75 of Noel
The second I cross the threshold into the Stargazer’s security grid, I know I’ll be able to pinpoint her exact location.
“Get me eyes on all storage-level feeds,” I bark.“Kai, Ego, converge on sublevel three.Everyone to me.”
The moment I shove through the staff entrance, her signal flares to life.
The data comes in hazy at first—thick walls, too much interference—but the moment I pass the doorway and move into the hall?It’s all live feed.
One of the south corridors.
Utility access, maybe?
Fuck.She’s not moving.
I take off at a sprint, boots pounding marble and concrete as I blow past shocked hotel staff and event security.
I don’t care who’s watching.
I don’t give a fuck who is attending this gala tonight—they can all wait.
Someone took my girl.
God himself could be sipping champagne in the ballroom.
But I’ll still blow the whole fucking building sky-high if that’s what it takes to get her back safe and sound.
“I’m coming for you, Tinsel,” I snarl under my breath, heart hammering like a war drum.
“Hold on.”
I knew something felt off.
I knew.
I should’ve never left her.
Not even with backup.Not even for a minute.
But I have no time to beat myself up right now.Holly needs me.
My knuckles go white as I tighten my grip on my gun.
“Everyone to me!”I bark over the comm.
Boots thunder overhead and down hallways.But I’m already moving faster.
The signal’s stronger now, steady.
And yeah, it’s coming from deep—somewhere in the staff storage levels.
A place only employees and security have clearance for.Which means whoever took her has access.
My blood goes cold.Then boils.
I tear through the hall like a man possessed.Security guards scatter.People gape.
I reach the stairwell.Jump the last three steps.My boots slam against the tile of the basement level.
The signal’s so fucking clear now.
