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Page 88 of Intense (Beneath The Blaze #3)

FINN

“ G o outside and wait for Stephanie and Rowan.” I point to the door before dry heaving again.

Reggie storms out.

Tapping my earpiece, I patch through to Enzo again.

“Enzo. Where are they?” I hiss, my stomach cramping.

“Finn. I’ve been thrown out. The systems are diabolical. I can’t see shit inside right now. Only the outside cameras.”

“Fuck,” I hiss.

The door crashes open and a concerned Declan and Conan arrive.

“Finn. What the fuck is going on?” Declan grabs my face, forcing me to look at him.

I’m struggling to focus properly.

“We need to find Stephanie. Rowan.”

Am I slurring?

I push Declan away and shove my fingers back down my throat.

“Finn. We have a problem,” Reggie says.

My heart is beating so fast I can feel it pounding all over my body.

I take a breath, wiping my mouth. And my heart nearly stops when I see Reggie holding my black medical bag and Stephanie’s gun.

My knees threaten to buckle under me.

“Where are they?” I roar with every bit of energy I have.

Grasping onto the basin, I take a breath.

“Finn. You need to calm down,” Conan tells me.

“No!” I push myself upright.

My eyes are heavy. Fuck. I don’t have time to sleep.

“Reggie. The bag.” I motion for him to come over.

I need to be okay so I can get to my wife.

“I need to find my brother,” Reggie says, full of pure anger.

I grab it from him and open it up on the side, grabbing the Flumazenil. It’s the only thing that could help. Depending on what the fuck I ingested. But, it’s worth a shot, on top of purging it out of my system.

I take the shot and release any air, stretching out my arm.

“What the hell is that?” Declan hisses.

“Something that might work. I need to find her, Dec.”

I tap on my veins and inject the drug. A small dose for now, just in case.

Between all of this and the adrenaline, I will get through this; I can die later.

Just not now.

Running the cold tap, I splash my face a few times and look at my bloodshot eyes in the mirror.

Please fucking work.

“Theo has Arthur, they’re outside the main entrance. Meet him there. Theo says it’s clear to do as you wish,” Enzo says through the earpiece.

My hands are fucking trembling. The result of the adrenaline mixing with the drugs. I wipe the sweat away from my forehead.

“Go!” I order Reggie. “I’ll follow. Grab as many of our men as you can on the way. Have the Volkovs sweeping the building for her and Rowan.”

I stumble through the door, my vision still hazy but better than it was.

It’s working. It will be enough to see me through this and get Stephanie back.

If I fucking collapse after that, then so be it. I’m not going down without a fight.

I’m not leaving this life without telling my wife that I fucking love her again.

Without kissing her one more time.