Page 16 of Echoes of Fear
“Are you alright?” I ask.
“Never thought I’d approve of the man that would one day come for you,” he says. “But he’s a good and protective Dom. A great man.”
“It’s not like that,” I whisper. “I’m not a Little anymore, remember? Besides, I need to focus on my mental health and getting better.”
“If only that’s something you would actually do on your own, little one,” Blaze says, placing a bottle of water next to my keyboard. “You need someone to take care of you, and you sure as hell won’t let us do it. I wish we would have knocked your ass out and made you move in with us months ago. I hate you being here alone so much.”
“Yeah, right,” I laugh. “As if any of you would ever let me stay here alone. I know someone is always here. Even if I don’t see them.”
“If he hurts you, I’ll kill him.”
“I told you, Steel, it’s not like that. Now, can you two go and sit down before you cause a scene?”
“You wouldn’t like our types of scenes, boy,” Steel grins.
I’m sure my face is as red as an apple as they take their seats at the table. Seeing that everyone is either smiling or laughing, I know they heard him.
“I’m going to put a virus in every single electronic device you own,” I tell my evil friend. “All the way down to your watch.”
“Alright, let’s get this meeting started,” Ghost says. “Knox has something to show you.”
Alright. Spotlight, meet Knox.
Too many eyes are on me, so I turn and focus my attention on my computers.
“Two nights ago,” I start, pulling up the same feed I was showing Ghost. “I started getting interference on my security feeds right after I got the ping that facial recognition found something.”
Turning slightly, I look at Taylor.
“Your sister is alive,” I say softly.
“Thank fuck,” he sighs, lowering his head.
The rest of the Sentinels have the same reaction as Taylor. Emily must mean something to this whole club.
“She’s in Binghamton, New York,” I continue. “The same location that Edward is currently living.”
“She’s probably at his house,” Venom says. “We could just get his address and pay a little visit.”
The approvals echo around the room.
“It’s not that simple,” I continue. “Like I said, my security feed started glitching right after facial recognition found her. This isn’t something I should probably mention, but I work for many different high-security agencies worldwide. None of which I have to remove myself from this very seat to do. I’m only telling you that so that you can understand something. Computer coding is wired into my brain. I need you to believe me when I tell you what that message is saying.”
I point to the TV screen, where I have the entirety of Emily’s warning flashing on repeat.
“It just looks like your connection isn’t very strong,” Reynolds says.
“My connection is perfect,” I respond.
“They’re flashing S.O.S,” Taylor explains.
“Holy fuck, you’re right, boss.”
“Which is what caught my attention a few days ago,” I admit. “I was so distracted by my search for Emily that I almost missedit. I was about to have someone come in to rewire the entire building. Then, when I pulled up every feed I have on this location at once, it clicked. Every three screens show one letter of SOS in Morse code.”
“It stops after the ninth screen,” Taylor remarks.
“Exactly,” I nod. “They were very careful not to get caught by sending that message. Spreading it out for each feed was a genius move. Especially knowing that there was a high probability that it wouldn’t have been noticed at all.”