"So you know," Emilian mutters. "You know about your parents?"
"If you mean that Lily Anna killed them, yes," I hiss. "Anything else you hid from me?"
The man shrugs carelessly. "She's my priority, not you. I protect my own."
"You also fuck them up," I mutter. "You're the reason she's like this."
"Now, now, gentlemen," Easton interrupts. "Let's not point fingers. Our number one priority is finding Pandora, and Lily Anna."
"I'll make a call," Emilian grunts, pulling out his phone. "Try to get my friend to get us the CCTV feed from the train station, where she probably boarded the train for Stormcliff."
I busy myself by talking to the guys until Emilian calls us over to his desk. He's got the security feed pulled up on his computer. We all watch the stranded platform in Eden Falls. Some commuters board the train to Northcliff. There's a hooded figure on the platform, lying on a bench with their cap pulled over their face.
And then she appears.
Pandora Oakes, with a small bag in her hand, and a determined stride. She boards the train. My heart fucking stops when I see her, but the quality of the feed is too shitty for me to make out anything other than the fact it's unmistakably her.
I'm so focused on Pandora I barely notice the hooded, capped figure moving on the other end of the screen.
But Julian points to it, and we watch in silence as the person pulls their hood back and watches Pandora board.
It's Lily Anna.
There's no mistaking her frail, petite figure. I'd recognize her anywhere.
My eyes snap to Emilian's. I feel sorry for him then, seeing his fisted hands and his pale face. He does love her. As sick and as wrong as that love is, he wants the best for her. And he's starting to recognize his love of the girl is wrong. Maybe he'll even let her go after all this is over.
If I don't fucking kill her first.
"It's her," I mutter. "We need to go." Emilian picks himself up and I glare at him. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
"Coming with you."
"Like fuck you are." I glare at him. "Pandora doesn't need you there."
"But Lily Anna does," he hisses, shoving me aside.
This time, I don't object. At the very least, Oakes will stop me from committing a murder for real. Because the moment I get my hands on Lily Anna, she should fear for her life.
I'm not beyond killing her to save Pandora.
The ride to Stormcliff is four hours. We sit in the Oakes' limo, with Kelley in the driver's seat. There is no conversation, no unnecessary words. All of us are in our heads, contemplating how this face-off will go, and likely wondering how much damage Lily Anna has done already.
My nails dig into my palms. Pandora can't be gone. Pandora can't be dead. Pandora's fucking mine.
When we arrive, even my jaw drops at the sight of Angela's house.
"You financing this?" I mutter at Emilian as we park in front of the gates.
"None of your goddamn business," he hisses back, getting out of the car and answering my question for me.
The four of us watch his heated debate on the video intercom, and then the gates roll open. We're fucking in.
Kelley pulls into the driveway, where we all file out of the limo. There's a woman waiting on the steps leading up to the house with a giant, pearly-white smile. She's wearing an all-pink outfit complete with a feather boa, and holding a martini glass with a matching baby pink drink that looks vile.
"Darling!" she speaks up. "We meet again."
She exchanges cool kisses on the cheek with Emilian. It's obvious there's something unspoken between them, but none of us mention it. Angela's hand lingers on Emilian's shoulder, but he pulls back quickly, and she tries hard to hide her disappointment.