Darn Stupid Brother You Are by Mairee

Chapter 116

(Hendrix's POV) Angel wouldn't move.

She clung to Thomas's body like it was the only thing holding her to the world. Blood soaked her hands, her shirt, her hair, but she didn't care. Her sobs echoed in the cramped maintenance closet in a haunting way that made my stomach twist.

"Angel," I whispered and crouched beside her. "We have to go."

She shook her head violently and her grip tightened on Thomas's lifeless form. "No. I can't leave him. I can't—"

Footsteps echoed in the distance, growing louder with every passing second.

I grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to look at me. Her tear-soaked face shattered something inside me. "Angel, listen to me. We'll come back for him. I swear. But if we don't move now, none of us are getting out of here alive." She stared at me with wide and uncomprehending eyes before finally nodding. Her hands trembled as she placed Thomas's head gently on the floor and brushed his blood-matted hair back one last time. "I'm sorry," she whispered.

I pulled her to her feet and held her close for a second, then grabbed the evidence bag. The footsteps were closer now and accompanied by voices barking orders.

"We have to go," I repeated, and this time, she followed.

.

The group was waiting for us in a storage room near the West Wing exit. The moment we stepped inside, the air shifted.

and my grim expression told them everything they needed

was the first to break

Joe

Hande moved to Angel's side and wrapped their arms around her

said firmly. "Thomas wouldn't want that.

fell silent again, save for the muffled

expose the center." Once the evidence was divided among the group, I stepped back and tried

"We're finishing this," I muttered under my breath. "And Joe is

(Dennis's POV)

blaring alarms were an indicator of how far things had spiraled

Across the desk, Dr. Aurora packed her things with an unnerving calmness. Her red wig was perfectly in place, and her face, save for

"You're leaving?" I asked.

been canceled. The center is compromised. There's no point in staying." "But... what about the patients?

the cold tint in them. "They're collateral

surprised. I'd seen this before-Kentucky, years ago. The center there had been exposed, and they'd buried the evidence in rubble and lies, calling it a "natural disaster."

going to destroy this place," I barely

Better to burn the evidence than let

under her thumb, the decisions I'd made to survive, the betrayals I'd committed. I thought of Angel, of Hendrix, of the countless lives I'd sacrificed

forward and my hands balled into fists. "You're

are you going