LOGINEli woke up to the sound of machines beeping.His body was heavy. His mind was foggy. He tried to move. He couldn't."Hey," a voice said. "Don't move. You're still weak."Eli turned his head. Cove was sitting beside him. He was pale. He was thin. But he was alive."Cove.""I'm here.""You're alive.""I'm alive.""I thought I lost you.""You didn't.""You were bleeding. So much blood.""I know.""I gave you my blood.""I know.""You almost died.""I know.""You almost left me.""I didn't.""You promised.""I kept my promise."Eli closed his eyes. Tears streamed down his face."I was so scared.""I know.""I thought I was going to lose you.""You didn't.""I thought I was going to be alone.""You're not.""I love you.""I love you t
Eli drove like a madman.The city was a blur. The lights. The buildings. The people. He didn't see any of it. All he saw was Cove's face. Pale. Still. Dying."Hold on," he whispered. "Please hold on."He ran every red light. He cut every corner. He didn't care about the police. He didn't care about the rules. He only cared about getting back to the hospital.His phone rang. He answered without looking."Eli? Where are you?"Lena. Her voice was tight. Worried."On my way. Five minutes.""Cove's still in surgery. The doctors say it's bad.""How bad?""He lost a lot of blood. They're doing everything they can.""I'm almost there.""Hurry."She hung up. Eli pressed harder on the gas.---He reached the hospital in four minutes.He ran inside. The waiting room was chaos. Police. Doctors. Nurses. Everyone was moving. Everyone was shouting.
Cove was dying in Eli's arms.His blood was warm. Too warm. It soaked through Eli's shirt. It stained his hands. It pooled on the floor beneath them."Stay with me," Eli whispered. "Please stay with me."Cove didn't answer. His eyes were closed. His breathing was shallow. His skin was pale.Eli pressed harder on the wound. He tried to stop the bleeding. He tried to keep him alive."Help is coming," he said. "Just hang on."He pulled out his phone. He called Lena. No answer. He called Ruiz. No answer. He called everyone. No answer.He was alone.He looked around. The warehouse was destroyed. The walls were cracked. The ceiling was falling.He needed to get out. He needed to get Cove to a hospital.He stood up. He lifted Cove in his arms. He carried him through the rubble."You're heavy," Eli said. "You know that?"Cove didn't answer."You're going to be okay. We're going to get you help."He pushed through the door. The night air hit him. Cold. Sharp. Real.He saw a car. Abandoned. He
"Drop your weapons. Or she dies."Eli froze. His gun was still raised. His finger was on the trigger."Don't do it," Lena whispered. "He's bluffing."Adrian pressed the gun harder against her head. "Am I?""Eli," Cove said. "Don't.""We don't have a choice.""We always have a choice.""Not this time."Eli lowered his gun. He set it on the floor. He kicked it away."Good," Adrian said. "Now you."Cove hesitated. Then he lowered his gun. He set it on the floor. He kicked it away."Good," Adrian said again. "Now we can talk.""We have nothing to talk about.""We have everything to talk about." Adrian let go of Lena. She slumped in the chair. "You see, I don't want to kill you. I never did.""Then what do you want?""I want you to understand. I want you to see the truth.""What truth?""That we're the same. You and me. We're both products of the same system. We're both survivors of the same nightmare. We're both trying to build something better.""I'm nothing like you.""You're exactly li
Eli was already moving before Cove could stop him."Where are you going?""To find her.""We don't know where she is.""I'll find out.""How?"Eli grabbed his laptop. His fingers flew across the keys."The safe house had cameras. Hidden ones. Adrian didn't know about them.""How do you know?""Because I installed them myself."Cove watched him work. His heart was pounding."Can you access them?""I'm trying."The screen flickered. Lines of code. Static. Then a picture."There," Eli said. "I've got eyes on the safe house."The screen showed a room. Destroyed. Blood on the walls. Bodies on the floor."Lena's not there," Cove said."No. But she was. Look."He pointed at the corner of the screen. A piece of fabric. Torn from a jacket. Lena's jacket."She fought," Eli said. "She fought hard.""But she lost.""She's not dead.""How do you know?""Because Adrian wants her alive. She's leverage. She's bait.""For what?""For us."---Eli worked for hours.He traced the security feeds. The tra
"He's going to hit every safe house. Every single one."Eli stood in the middle of the penthouse, his heart pounding, his mind racing. Cove was beside him, his face pale, his eyes hard. Lena was on the phone, her voice tight."How many?" Cove asked."Twelve. Maybe more. He's been planning this for weeks.""Where?""Everywhere. Downtown. The docks. The industrial district. The suburbs. He's spreading us thin."Eli stepped forward. His voice was steady. "Then we don't spread thin. We concentrate.""What?""We pick one location. The most important one. We fortify it. We make it impenetrable. And we let him come to us.""That's risky.""Everything's risky.""If we're wrong...""We won't be."Cove studied him. Then he n
Eli woke to sunlight.For one disorienting moment, he thought the entire nightmare had been just that a nightmare. But the ache in his wrists, the soreness in his shoulders, and the faint bruises blooming across his skin told a different story. He bolted upright in the massive bed, heart hammering,
Eli’s world had vanished.The darkness was absolute no faint glow from the city skyline through the windows, no sliver of light beneath a door, nothing. It pressed against his eyes like a living thing, thick and suffocating. His chest heaved as panic clawed its way up his throat, raw and primal. Th
Eli couldn’t look away.Cove Voss stood barely three feet in front of him, larger than life and twice as terrifying in person. The penthouse lights cast sharp shadows across his face, highlighting the ruthless cut of his jaw and the storm-gray eyes that seemed to strip Eli bare without mercy. Up cl
The first thing Eli noticed was the taste of blood in his mouth.His head throbbed like someone had taken a sledgehammer to his skull. He tried to move, but thick zip ties bit into his wrists behind his back, and his ankles were bound so tightly his feet had gone numb. A rough cloth blindfold press







