He grabs my wrists, but he doesn’t actually fight me. I want to strangle him harder for that.
“Where is she?” I shake him as others try to pull me off of him.
We don’t know.
Risk’s thought pierces through the others’ panic, and I let go.
Everyone pulling at me falls backward as Risk helps Shock up.
“She had to go with him, but wewillget her back.”
“Had to go with who?” Trench helps me up but I don’t look at him.
His thoughts are genuine concern with a small warning.
Shock and Risk look at each other and the name they think… “Who the fuck is Atker?”
“Wait.” Riann draws everyone’s attention. “He supplies your tech and you don’t know who he is?”
The room goes silent, questions fluttering in their thoughts, and Risk…
“He’s dead. I killed him.” I take a step forward again and Trench grabs my shoulder.
This conversation is only half out loud,he reminds me in his thoughts, and I level a scathing look toward him.
“Excuse me if I don’t fucking care who knows right now.” And then, because I really cannot deal with him right now, Iwhip around to Kilo. “What the fuck makes you think this is the time for popcorn.”
He freezes, looking at everyone, and then back to me. “How did you know I was here?” He clutches the bag closer.
“I always know when you’re here.”
He looks ill, and I don’t bother to make him feel better.
I turn back to Shock and Risk who are waiting patiently, and I have to clench my fists so I don’t lunge for either again. “He cannot be the Maker. If he was alive and in the Zone, I would have found him by now.”
“I don’t know how, but I do know that the man everyone else calls Atker is the Maker.”
“And you left our bondmate for him to take?”
“He won’t kill her.” Risk is absolute.
“I wasn’t worried about that. We all know how good he’s gotten atnotkilling his experiments if he doesn’t want to.”
Hazard flinches, and Core holds Cindy closer.
“Oh my god, she’s pregnant,” Jess says, suddenly.
She sorts through dates and times and divides by thirty-five and somehow, that means Chrys is pregnant.
Shock catches me a moment before my knees buckle and Risk grabs me by the back of his neck and holds me still, forehead pressed to mine. “You trust us. You trust her. It had to be this way.”
Shock promises, “I swear to you, we get her back.” Repeats it endlessly in his thoughts.
“Oh…” Jess says, staring wide eyed at Shock. “You see the future.”
“What?” Hazard chokes on his coffee. “What the fuck is going on?”
“Arc hears thoughts, Shock sees the future, Risk… I don’t know what he does, and my sister is in the hands of a madman.” Jess snaps her fingers thrice. “Keep up.”
