Page 121 of Believe it or Knot

“There're cameras everywhere,” Vee says, leaning against the door and shaking her head. “We’re not going to get out of here.”

Sadie moves forward toward a desk with a computer on it. “Shut up, Vee. We are going to get out of this. We just… We need to move fast.”

She clicks on the computer and the screen lights up. “Sor, come see if you can find a zip drive or anything in these drawers that we can save some information on.”

I do as she orders, hands shaking as Vee presses her ear against the door. My hands are shaking, blood drying and flaking on my fingers as I yank open drawers and fumble through them.

Nothing.

No zip drive, I can see.

Although… there is a slim black box about the size of my hand.

“I have no fucking clue what I’m doing,” Sadie grumbles, hands hovering over the keyboard for a moment before she snatches up the phone and presses the receiver to her ear.

“What are you doing?” Vee hisses.

Sadie shrugs. “Calling for help.”

I almost smack myself in the face, because… well, we should have done that as soon as we found a room with a phone rather than trying to find a smoking gun. She dials and then puts the phone on speaker when it rings.

Her nose wrinkles as she clicks around on the computer.

The ringing stops and Sadie lets out a whimper when a harsh voice says, “You better have good fucking news for me.”

“Ethan?” Sadie chokes, and there’s some kind of noise on the other side of the line, a growl and a sob of relief.

“Heartbreaker. Where the fuck are you?”

Sadie rolls her eyes, apparently her moment of omega-ness over. “In an Apex Facility. We’re fine. We got away from the asshole guards. I’m pretty sure I killed one of them. Sorrel too.”

Nausea makes my mouth water unpleasantly at her proclamation, while he makes a proud noise on the other side of the line. “Of course you did, heartbreaker. Of course you’re saving yourself.”

Sadie preens under the praise and Vee makes a rolling motion with her hand, like ‘get on with it.’ “Listen, we want to get some information off this computer to take down Apex and we don’t have your skills. Can you walk us through it?”

There’s an increase of sound on the other side, people talking loudly or shouting and then Ethan says, “I can do you one better. If you give me the computer serial number and the IP address, I can handle it from my side. And then you can focus on getting your asses out of there.”

“Deal,” Sadie says, following his instruction on the computer.

I pick up the black box, holding it up to Vee. “Is this an external hard drive?”

She eyes it, then shrugs. “It looks like it could be, but I’m not exactly a technical wizard. Just bring- Do you hear that?”

She pauses, tilts her head and listens. I do too. Sadie is busily typing at the computer, the sound of her clicking and the faint noises filtering through the speakerphone the only sound in the room. And then, I hear it far off, but likely not too far off… The sound of sirens.

“The police?” I whisper, hope igniting in my chest. We’re going to survive this. They’re going to get us out.

“No,” says Ethan. “You’re going to get yourselves out. Do you hear me?”

Apparently, I said that bit out loud.

“Yep, baby. We’re on it,” Sadie says. “Do you need anything else from me here?”

“No, heartbreaker- I’m sorry, what the fuck did they just say?” There’s a muffled sound on the other end of the line. “Logan, what did they just say?”

Another muffled noise, like the phone is being fought over, and then Ford’s voice comes over the line.

“Vee, pipsqueak.” The omega at the door lets out a choked sob and stumbles closer to the desk.

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