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Iwalk toward the rundown building I’m meeting Lark at, wrinkling my nose. While I knew we couldn’t meet at her house for fear of Fabian finding out, couldn’t we have met somewhere a little nicer?
I sigh, running a hand through my mahogany hair. I’m exhausted.
I stopped outside NYC around two in the morning and grabbed a hotel room. After a few hours of shitty sleep, I’d sold my car and headed into the city.
While I’m accustomed to Miami traffic, even I’m not insane enough to drive through NYC.
With a shake of my head, I push open the front door. “Lark?”
Lark pops her head out of a doorway to the right. “In here, Mar—I mean, Luna. Sorry about the meeting place, but things have been weird at the house. I had a hard enough time getting out to meet you. I didn’t want anyone interrupting us.”
“It’s fine.” I join her in the other room to find her with a laptop set up on a beat-up counter. I don’t know what kind of business used to be here, but the counter seems to be the only thing still standing. “Are we all set?”
“We are.” She presses a few buttons on her computer before turning back to me. “Are you sure you want to go to Colombia? There are a million other places you could go where your brother can’t reach you.”
I shake my head. “El Jefewill keep me safe from my brother. He won’t send me back when I tell him what Fabian did. He also won’t take him out of power, but I don’t care about that. I just need to get away from him. He fucking killed Chris, Lark. What else am I supposed to do?”
“I know.” Lark pulls me into her arms, hugging me close. “He’s a bastard, and if you decide you want vengeance, you just let me know. I can’t go after him directly, but we sure as hell can make his life harder.”
“Thanks, but I can’t even think about that right now. Tell me the plan.” I pull back, wiping the tears from my face.
I’ve spent so much time crying over the last few weeks. I’m so tired of it, but I know there are many more tears to come.
“I have a private jet booked for you at an airfield outside the city. I have a driver coming for us, and he should be here in a few minutes. He’ll take us there and then take me back home. You’ll fly straight to Bogotá. From there, you’ll be on your own to make it where you need to go.” Lark closes her laptop. “I know Sebastian set you up with some money, but I added to it. If you need more, let me know.”
I startle as the front door opens. “Your driver?”
Lark tenses with a shake of her head. “No, he’s still five minutes out. I don’t know who the hell that is. We should go out the back.”
“We were expecting one omega, not two,” a voice says behind us, and I spin around to find two alphas standing in front of the back door. “The boss will be happy with this turn of events. Two omegas for the price of one.”
“What do you want?” Lark asks, setting her laptop down as two more men enter the room from the opposite direction.
The first man who spoke sneers. “You’ll both be coming with us. There’s someone who wants to meet you.”
“Meet them?” Another man scoffs.
He shrugs. “Okay, he doesn’t care less about meeting you, but you’ll be coming with us, regardless.”
“Who sent you?” I demand, swallowing around the fear in my throat.
“Does it really matter?” the first man asks. “Why am I even bothering? Take them.”
I step toward Lark, who squeezes my hand as she shakes her head.
Don’t fight them,she mouths, and I frown.
What?
It’s not your brother.
I don’t know how she knows that, but I trust her with my life, so when the needle slides into my arm, I don’t pull away. I keepmy eyes locked on Lark as my eyes grow heavy before finally succumbing to the drugs they injected me with.
What the hell else can go wrong?
CHAPTER SIX
Luna
