“Dead?” Oliver didn’t even realize the words were out of his mouth.
Anton turned, his eyes boring into him as he spoke. “Dead,” he repeated. “Now whoever tells me what happened will get spared. Otherwise, well…” The man sighed like it was their fault for what he would do. “I make no promises.”
Anton’s face split into a wide smile, but there was nothing nice about it. He walked forward and grabbed Sophie. He pulled her into his body, an arm across her chest holding her tight against him, and placed a hand around her neck. Sophie’s eyes bugged out, fear seeping off of her like a living thing.
Ollie could see that Anton's hand around her neck wasn’t tight, but he figured the threat was the point…
“We don’t know anything.” Oliver bit his lips until he tasted blood. He looked around the dim room. “We know nothing. Maybe Cybil got taken… or she ran away.”
Anton laughed, but the look on his face was more of a sneer.
“That’s really funny. Cybil… run? Please. She’s a weakling, barely worthy of being called an omega. You gonna stick with that? Or wanna try again?”
Anton’s eyes bored into Ollie, even as his hand tightened around Sophie’s neck. Oliver tried to feign confidence, but his voice shook. “We don’t know anything. ”
His arms around Jax tightened, and he heard his friend whimper.
“You really want to stick to that story?” Anton asked, brow raised. His arm around Sophie tightened further, and Ollie watched tears stream down her face.
Marco cried out, “We didn’t do anything! We were right here. We were allright here.”
Anton continued to stare at them. “Then you leave me no choice.” He sighed, although he had a grin on his face. He pulled Sophie out of the door with him, her cries echoing through the room.
Oliver stared at the other guys left in the room. “Do you know anything?”
They each shook their head. “No,” Marco said.
There wasn’t any way Cybil would have made a break for it. In fact, of all the omegas in the warehouse, he would have said Cybil was the last one that could make it happen. Yet she was the one that was free… or dead.
He heaved a sigh and stood, walking over to the window, the only way they had to look to the outside world.Get us out of here. There has to be a way. I need to find a way out of here… to save me… save us.
Help… Oliver didn’t know who he was calling out to… maybe the eyes he’d seen in his dream.
Oliver placed his hand against the wall. He felt a warm sensation radiating throughout his body. He pulled his hand back, but the warm tingling sensation didn’t disappear. He stared out of the small space in the window, and for some reason, he felt calm... Somehow, they were going to get out of there. He felt it.
For some reason, Ollie felt like everything would be okay…or maybe it’s just wishful thinking, and like Cybil, I’ll disappear, and no one would know what happened to me.
Chapter Six
Ronin
Save me… save us.
Ronin opened his eyes. At first he thought it was a dream, so he shrugged it off and sat up. It was already almost midnight, and he’d finally turned in after his shift watching the warehouse.
Get us out of here!
“Hello?” Ro called out. He didn’t have to look around the van to know he was the only one there. Ro blinked, but he knew he’d heard something.
The voice came again.
Help!
The words were loud enough that he felt someone was speaking them right over him, but he also knew that was impossible, so he shrugged it off again.
Ro shook his head and muttered, “I’m hearing things.” Instead of going back to sleep and waiting for his alarm to go off, he opened up the door of the van and got out. He stretched, twisting his neck from side to side, all the while vigilant making sure he was alone.
The feeling that had been plaguing him since the previous night was still there, and with that voice he’d heard… Ro was feeling a little out of sorts.
