Leo froze. He had completely forgotten. "Z… I'm so sorry. It completely slipped my mind."
Zayden's jaw tightened, but he didn't lash out. He just nodded once, cold and disappointed. "Get it processed when we're back," he said softly.
Leo nodded. They headed back toward the black SUV. The wind howled through the empty street as Zayden took one last glance back at the booth.
"Whoever she reached out to…" he whispered, "…I'll find them too."
As they drove back to the underground base, Zayden's hand still throbbed with pain, his heart racing, and his obsession only growing stronger with each passing moment.
Leo's hidden base was completely quiet when they walked in. Zayden didn't say a word, didn't even take a breath, as he moved down the metallic hallway. His guys were eyeing him nervously; no one was brave enough to say anything.
Leo stayed right behind him. "Z, sit down. I need to wrap up your hand."
"I'm not feeling anything," Zayden grumbled, but he plopped down anyway.
