Oblivion (Broken City 3)

Reece stops trying to wear a hole in the floor and tosses the pen onto the desk. "It might take me a few days, but I think I should be able to build something."

"And then what?" Ryder asks. "Allura just goes into the Oblivion, all by herself, to face God knows what, while we just sit here and hope she doesn't get lost? Or killed?" Shaking his head, he pushes to his feet. "You need to come up with something that can get me in there, too."

"Fuck, you're right." Reece yanks his fingers through his hair, tugging at the roots. "I hadn't thought about that."

"I'll be fine," I try to assure them. "Especially since almost nothing can kill me."

Reece ignores me as he hurries for the door. "I'll figure out something, either a way for one of us to go in with her, or a way to make sure she's protected at all times. In the meantime, have Rae do a thorough examination to make sure Allura is completely healthy. Then take her down to the training room." The doors glide open, and then he disappears into the hallway.

I turn toward Ryder. "You really think this is going to work?"

He nods and smiles, but the movement is forced. "Of course." Then he stands up and twines our fingers together. "Now come on. Let me show you around your new home."

I grow nervous as he leads me out the door, not just because I can't remember the last time I had a place to call home, but because I fear I'll fail at finding Blaise.

But I'll do everything in my power to find him, no matter what it takes.