Clearly, he doesn’t know I can’t read.
It doesn’t matter what the note says.
I know what he wants.
He already made that clear.
I put the pill down the shower drain.
The water will dissolve it.
Let him think I swallowed it.
I put the note and the empty pouch back in the envelope and push it back under the door.
I sit down on the edge of the bed and wait.
If it was a sedative, he’ll expect me to be knocked out soon.
If it was the morning after pill, he might decide I’ve done what he asked so he’ll let me out.
All I can do now is wait.
Chapter One-Hundred-Forty-One
Falcon
It’s been almost half a fucking hour since Robin was taken into the gated community. It’s long enough to make me want to take a running jump at that fucking wall. If it was just a little lower, I would have already attempted it. It’s probably not going to be possible to climb over.
But I’m not sure about Owen and Jay’s plan, either.
Relying on a psychic Omega making a call to a possessed cop to save my true mate from her piece of shit father feels like a long shot.
Hearing Owen running back to us, I move toward the sound of his footsteps through the forest.
As soon as I’ve got him in sight, I rush over to find out what happened.
“Well? Did it work?”
He nods. “Apparently, telling someone they’re being possessed, addressing that person directly, is enough to break the spirit’s grip. She told Rob she’ll come out to the gate and getus. She was just getting back into her car when she got his call. She said she’ll leave the car outside the house.”
“So, we’re meeting her at the gates?” I ask.
“Pretty much,” he confirms. “Come back with me. We can wait in the forest nearby until she comes out.”
I look at Jay. “It actually worked.”
He smiles. “I had a feeling it might.”
We run back through the woods with Owen.
Finally, things are going our way.
I’m not going to celebrate until Robin’s safe, but we’re a step closer to making that happen.
Getting to the point near the gates and watching for the detective to arrive, Jay and I are ready to storm Barrister’s house and rescue our mate.
It feels like I’m standing at a starting line, waiting for a shot to sound out.
