Page 120 of Dark Endures

“If you started, you wouldn’t have been able to stop. And there’s still a possibility he wasn’t responsible for her running away.”

Jacko’s right. “He did something.”

“When we know something, you can tear him apart to your heart’s content.”

“Like Vex is going to leave anything for anyone else. How is he even alive? Vex isn’t a patient man.” Or forgiving. Especially for violence against women…his woman…If it was Mindy, he’d be in the dungeon meeting my snakes slowly.

“You know, Vex does things on his own timeline.”

He needs to hurry it up. Adonis doesn’t deserve to breathe on this planet anymore. I’ve got to stop fixating on him and focus on Mindy. “What do we do if The Kid can’t find her?”

“Then we’ll find another thread to follow. She walked away on her own two feet. When she calls tomorrow, we’ll be ready.”

If she calls tomorrow.

My phone rings.

I pick it up without looking. “What?”

“I need a meet.” Knight doesn’t sound happy.

“Kinda busy. Can it wait?”

“No. I’ll be at your place in five.” He clicks off.

“What was that about?” Jacko turns into the parking garage under our office building.

“Knight’s got a problem.”

“You don’t need any more problems.”

That doesn’t seem to matter.

Jacko barely stops the SUV when I jump out. Everett might have something.

The elevator takes too long, so I dash up the stairs two at a time.

There are half a dozen people in my office. Everett’s still at the computer.

“Did you find her?”

He turns around to face me. “No. The cab went off-grid in an old section of Urbium. There’s a nice neighborhood in that direction, as well as hundreds of warehouses. Quite a few of them are vacant. I’m trying to find her. But it’s a needle in a haystack at the moment. It could take days to sort through all of them.”

Days!

She might not have days.

Take a breath. Don’t panic. This isn’t the time to be irrational. “Do what you can.”

He nods and turns back to the computer.

What do I do?

People don’t say a word as I pace up and down the office. I want to shout at them to go away or do something. But they are doing something. They’re here showing their support, willing to do anything I ask them to.

The problem is with me. I don’t know where else to look.

Enzo stands up and walks over to me. “We found friends. Four of them. They all live outside of Urbium except for one. She’s a cop out of the 5th. Works with one of the Masters’ kids.”

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