“He set this whole thing up. It was never going to be so easy.” Wren didn’t bother to check his.
“So you thinkKellandid this? He’s the mastermind behind this drug operation?Why?” Saint asked incredulously.
“Let’s find a way out of here and then find out for certain,” Teddy said, already moving.
“But—”
“Saint, I promise I’ll fill you in, just…please.”
He began checking vents, looking for any gaps in the bond web.
Saint walked over to a disheveled desk. “Maybe the landline works?”
Wren frowned. “Why would they have a—SAINT, WAIT!”
It was too late. Saint had already held the receiver up to his ear. His eyes widened before they rolled back, his whole body going stiff before he hit the floor. The receiver dangled from the desk, swaying slowly.
“Saint!” Teddy yelled, breaking the shock.
They ran over to him and Teddy put shaky fingers to his pulse. Wren looked worriedly at him for an answer.
“Pulse is strong. I think he’s just knocked out,” Teddy said with relief. “It must have been a nuisance curse.”
“Kellan thinks this is some sick joke,” Wren said, taking his hoodie off and balling it up under Saint’s head. “He’s toying with us.”
Teddy curled his fingers into the back of Wren’s hair and guided his forehead to his. “He doesn’t know who he’s messing with, right?”
Wren gave him a small smile. “Right.”
“We can figure a way out.”
“There has to be an endgame here that we’re not seeing. He wouldn’t just trap us here for no reason. Especially after spending so much time on you all these years. He wouldn’t throw you in a warehouse to rot.”
“Then we have a deadline to get out of here before he comes to get us.”
Wren nodded.
Teddy gave him a confident smile. “Always worked best under pressure.”
Wren pressed a desperate kiss to his mouth.
When they broke apart they kept their heads close. “So, know anything about breaking bond curses?” Teddy asked.
“Other than with arson? Not exactly.”
“Me neither. No one has any idea what Eerie does. It’s never been documented with Nexus and he refuses to say. People just joke that he scares the curses away.”
Wren snorted. “Well I’ll never get mad at someone making Nexus sweat a little for some answers, but that doesn’t exactly help us out with ideas.”
“There has to be something. This area is huge. Maybe there’s a weak point we can stress.”
They got to their feet and began searching again, this time much more cautious of anything they touched. If it seemed like an obvious way out, it had probably been planted there, just like that phone.
As much as Wren hated him, Kellan was too meticulous to leave much to chance and he wasn’t stupid.
A flutter of wings caught Wren’s attention, Blu’s talons in his shoulder sending his gaze straight up.
A single, lonely pigeon had flown through a crack in the corrugated metal roof, landing on one of the beams to settle.
